When is the last time you examined the patterns in toast? I’m not talking about cute little things you say to your three-year-old (“Oh, look, bunnies!”)…but things like…Pat Sajak! I’m telling you, I live in a strange family…
For example, when was the last time you played hide-and-seek in Wal-Mart? Or jumped up and down to the tune of Napoleon XIV’s “They’re Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haa!”? Or sang four different Christmas carols at the top of your lungs…intentionally off-key…in a car?
In an argument the other day, my daughter and I resorted to using the insults hurled down upon King Arthur and his silly, English kn-ig-hts from the top of a castle wall–complete with outrageous French accent! “Your mother was a hamster, and your father smelled of elderberries!”
I’d be worried about this family…if it weren’t so darn fun!
Besides…those people aren’t staring at us…really….
i found this post via your “last year i said this” feature. what a neat feature. how comforting to know that you were the same schmo a year ago as you are now.
much lurrrrve, toast boy! Pat Sajak rooolz! Trebek drooolz!