not long ago we were stopped at a light next to a d.o.c. - you know, they eye place with that guy, richard golden....he does the annoying commercials and attempts to dance. his picture was on the side of the building. connor looked over and said, "grampa? grampa?" i was perplexed until i noticed the picture and made the connection that he thought richard golden reminded him of my dad..... well, i guess if there's one person you'd want to look like it would be......no, i can't. sorry, but that man's commercials make him way too hideous. i don't know how in the world connor thought it, but he did. it was pretty hilarious.
what do you think? is there a resemblance?
right after i was so pumped about my bluetooth i was quickly humbled. i am so stupid, you just have to know this. i was talking to nathan using the newly attached bluetooth, bragging about how sweet i was....well, the phone was on the desk and i was walking around the office with my newfound freedom. then i walked into the living room, then the kitchen...then the phone went dead. turns out the range is just shy of the fridge when the phone's on the desk. yeah, i'm a moron. i called nathan right back and told him i had accidentally walked out of the phone's range. he asked me how far i went (most likely expecting to hear that i was walking around the office). when i told him i was in the kitchen he just laughed at me.
last night, connor was sitting on the couch and somehow nabbed my phone. he looked like a vision of the future: teenage boy, slumped on the couch, text messaging his buds, watching soccer with dad. it was super cute.
just chillin' out
text messaging takes so much time....when will they get me voice recognition?
oooh-- brazil vs. ghana....sweet move ronaldinho!
connor has his own email...he was saying hi to ava...she has her own too. these kids i tell ya.
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