Another Dip into the Big Blue Box...

So lately the kids have been all about having an 'opposite day.'

I have no idea where they even heard about the idea. 

I'm not totally sure if I understand the ins and outs of Opposite Day but I think it involves kids doing grown up things while the grown ups do kid things. 

I asked them what grown up things they would do. The six year old looked at me straight faced and said:

"Well, I could pretend to be you and sit around and play Wii all day."

Yep. That's what I do. I sit around and play Wii all day long. 

He wasn't even trying to be mean - he just literally thought that was what I do. 

Although...

I did find this letter that I wrote Billy back in 1998 when we were first dating and it is a little...

Funny. 

I was working at the Sorority answering phones during Rush. 


Midway through the letter here is what I said concerning my job that afternoon:

 I just smile and answer the occasional question. I've written four letters so far. I wish I had a real job like this. I cross stitched, read, and wrote all morning (not to mention missed you!!!) When can I see you?

The rest is me drifting off into inanity. 

So I was wishing that I had a real job that involved answering questions, smiling, getting crafty, reading and writing. 

Um...

That's kind of my job now. 

See...

This thing asks a lot of questions.


This thing smiles a lot 


This thing probably wishes I knew how to be more crafty.



And this thing requires me to read and write daily. 


Dear 1998, I was really onto something.

AKA Jane Random

My superpower? The ability to blog everyday.

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  1. hehe. what a fun post! they always all tie together in such fun ways. you ARE super crafty, i might add!!!

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    1. Super crafty my booty. Every single one of my cabinet doors is still off my cabinets! That is not crafty. That is...dysfunctional.

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  2. Come on, Paula - you have to tell us about thew "accident" and your nose after teasing us with that snippet.

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    1. I'm really not sure! I cracked my nose in college when I accidentally collided with my uncle's elbow. I thought that was later in college though. It's a mystery!!!

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