My thoughts are fragmented. You have been warned. Proceed with caution.
~ I frequently crack myself up. Occasionally I amuse others, but always I amuse myself.
Example: the other day I was texting with a friend and said, "My favorite type of food is Mexicans." Then I saw what I'd said and laughed so hard I cried, and texted "OMG I do not eat MEXICANS! I meant MEXICAN!!!" Now I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm a cannibal. With a taste for the spicy people.
~ I was just told, by a beautiful Puerto Rican woman, that I do not look American. Is it weird that I was extremely flattered by that? I mean, I do have an enormous girl-crush on Sofia Vergara so it shouldn't be much of a surprise, I suppose. (I so love the way she says "Easssy Breesssy Beauteeful" in the Cover Girl ads!)
~ I was also told last week that I look like Selena Gomez.
~ The other night Elayna was talking to me and said "when we were in Third Grade, my friend Madison was dating this guy-" and I have no idea what she said next because I died laughing.
Seriously? Dating in third grade? Gotta love it.
~ My recent FB Status:
Cyndy DysfunctionalMom: Able to be late to any event, regardless of time. Able to trip over completely flat, uncluttered floors. Able to bump into things that do not exist. CERTAIN to get into crazy situations & predicaments....I am...DISASTER GIRL!! Now where did I put my cape?
I leave you with a great song & a wish for a happy weekend!