All I Wanted was to See Jumanji

                          A simple conversation years ago....



           RING RING

    "Hi Brenda, Its me... you wanna go to the movies tonight?"

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                                                                 "Sure, Which one?"
                                      
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 "Oh the new one with the alien that teams up with Bigfoot"
                            


                     "HAHA, sure sounds like fun! What time?"
                                     

  "It starts at 8 so lets meet up at 7:30 so we can get popcorn"



                      "Ok, see ya then!"
                          

Now...


                 BUZZ BUZZ  Text buzzes in while glued to snap chat...

                                                    
                       Hey B, wanna go to see that new movie?

                         
                                                         To c wat?


                     that new one wit the alien 


                                                          LOL yes


                      im  chekn on tckts

                                                            any luck?


                      yea, got 2 in front...better than nothin😌


                                                               ok 😏


                       Ok, c u in 3 weeks.


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This afternoon I wanted to take my kids to the movies. We planned on a 4:15 showing of Jumanji and then maybe a bite to eat. We went to two theaters and all the shows were sold out for today. Then the young woman behind the ticket counter said most people get their tickets on line.
Of Course I knew that, but weeks ago or even this morning I did not know I wanted to take the kids to the movies.


So there is no such thing as a spontaneous"Hey lets go see that new movie!"

Its now "Hey, lets go to the movies in three months!"



We recently went to Disney world and found out that now you can reserve your rides at the parks weeks ahead of time...what the what? I'm supposed to know what I will feel like riding weeks and weeks in advance? I cant even decide whats for dinner in ten minutes ( darn it and here I am typing away)

But you get me right? am I the only one who finds this weird? am I ? Or have I turned into that old person who says "well, in my day"
                         
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or yells at the neighborhood kids to "Get off my lawn!"
                                                           
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                                       I would really like to read your take on this

Blocked

               So, I've been blocked




                                       On Instagram



                                                    by my Daughter.

                                                         
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Seems I had an opinion about a few pictures she had posted. They weren't horrendous or vastly inappropriate...but still.

I didn't like them, and I told her as much


She said "I will block you as long as you keep giving me your opinion on my pictures."





Did she actually think I was one of THOSE moms? the ones who bend and bow in any direction just so that their kids will like them and not be angry with them?

How could she think that?

I was the mom who (when their kids acted out in the store) I would say "You do that one more time and we are leaving!" They did and so I DID. I would leave with them.

I was not afraid of tantrums or later...the angry silent treatment.




So she blocked me from Instagram.....It hurt

"Mama, I just don't like your opinions on my pictures. If you could just keep those opinions to yourself then I'll unblock you"

I considered what she said carefully and I  weighed my options....I mean she is a young lady of 19 and is considered an adult. I thought and I thought and I thought.

  My reply?


"I thought of your terms and think you had better just go ahead and block me from Facebook too."



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                                        Still waiting for her reply.

On Bended Knee

          OK, so its now two weeks since My knee blew up to the size of a cantaloupe ( darn, now I want  cantaloupe) Anyhoo, Let me tell ya how I hurt my knee.






     I might have hurt it at that awesome party where I danced the night away
                                      
                                                                                         Nope, no party..













         Maybe I hurt it trying out our awesome backyard water slide?
                             Hey it could have happened that way...but no it didn't











        Or perhaps I hurt it while showing off my sweet Self defense skills
                                     

Nope. I can't even get my leg up that high














                                          Maybe bowling?
                                                                                            No










                          Scaling buildings to fight crime?                                    

                          No, I can't pull off the cape thing






So how did I hurt it? 



I knelt on the sofa to unplug something behind it.


Three weeks later I'm limping to the orthopedist and she wants me to get an MRI.

Next time someone asks how I hurt my knee I might just give them one of the scenarios above..they're much more interesting. whatcha think? ....the bowling one right?

Finger Lickin'...Bad

          Its been a long time. The last thing I wrote was that I was going to WRITE in this blog.....

What the heck! It's been nearly six months! Every time I tried; I would just stare at the computer and fall asleep. No excuses. Let me just dive right in.

I wanted to come back with a thoughtful blog post...something that would inspire and make the world a better place in its own little way...


                                    Yeah, no

I tried and I tried, but I could not write that welcome back post that would make my bloggy buddies (or first timers here) want to come back for more. Yesterday I was telling my husband about an incident at the store and he said " Hey you should write about that" I thought it silly, but here goes.



So I've got these pet peeves....I know I know everyone has them. Lately however this one particular pet peeve has been driving me coo coo for cocoa puffs.




                        

It's when Cashiers LICK their fingers before bagging items or counting cash.
                                                 
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As they say in Jersey....It SHKEEVES me!!!!!!


Anyhoo, recently I was waiting on line and as I got closer to the cashier I was praying/ pleading in my head

                     "Please, please, please don't let this guy be a finger licker....please please please!!!"


I placed my precious groceries on the belt and the young cashier started to check them out.

You will be relieved to know that he did NOT lick his fingers.





He did something else...


                                      sort of like this...

                                     
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      It is never OK to scratch the nether regions in public   


                     




           I think I handled it well though