The other night on our date, Derek and I went to Best Buy. Exciting, I know. We had (or I should say Derek had) a $50 gift card. We bought an ipod car adaptor for the van. So really, even though it was his gift certificate, I will benefit more from it. Anyway, we were in line checking out and I saw something very interesting. This kid was in front of us-he couldn’t have been more than 12 or 13, and he was there alone. He was buying 2 video games, and a last minute check out grab of The Incredibles. He was just odd. He had this fat stack of cards-I thoght they were credit cards but it turns out they were giftcards. Derek and I were muttering over this kid and his gift cards when he pulled out a cell phone and started text messaging. I watched him check out, and his $130 of purchases didn’t even put a dent in his gift cards. I just think this is weird. First of all, where in the world did he get so many gift cards? Let’s assume he had just had a birthday…are kids really getting several hunderd dollars worth of stuff from friends and family? And a cell phone? Why in the world would a 12 year old need a cell phone? I am perplexed.
We also went to Papasito’s on our date. On our way out I saw a girl…and I don’t want to be rude…but a very large girl wearing a tight, midriff baring t-shirt that said “I Love Twinkies”. Hmmmm….
Galveston week is over. Derek’s mom left this afternoon. We had a great visit. It’s always nice ot have an extra set of hands around!
I made a ham today for the first time and it was delish!
My dad arrives Tuesday. Crazy family visit month continues. I am looking forward to the visit. It’s always a mook-a-thon when my dad and my brothers and sister all get together.
Connor had the mother of all tantrums on Saturday. I am told by others that this horrible phase lasts about a year. I believe he started at around 2 years and 9 months old, so I am really hoping he turns back into a normal kid sometime this fall. If he doesn’t, his life and mine may be on the line.
Our van is no longer a Hummer in Connor’s world. It’s a garbage truck. Yup. A garbage truck. Today on the way out after church he informed me of this. What a kid. Despite the tantrums galore, I really do love his imagination and parts about this age.
It’s 11:29 and I am tired. Happy Easter, everyone!