I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
A slightly different Generation
A:"Mom, today me and Lily were messaging . . . on paper"
Hy: "That's called writing notes"
Her note to Lily:
When are we going to get this crap done and get out of here?
6 comments:
Holy smokes, that girl's precocious. No wonder Cecily worships her!
what the freak is pillow chicken & where can i get some?
freaking adorable!
hey, lisa's sis-in-law here, found your blog- HA.
so really, you should send that into reader's digest and get paid $400. that's classic.
well, at least it was on paper and not a cell phone YET! That is awesome!!!
i feel old.
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