Actual email I received from Kitten:
This morning, my friend and pilates instructor, told me that the client before me said that she is really trying to make an effort to curtail her spending because of the fiscal crisis.
This week, instead of purchasing Prada shoes, she bought Cole Han.
(You see why I don't fit in here, in Stepford, don't you? I buy my size 12 shoe/boats on Zappos and I still can't believe that shoes cost more than 50 bucks.)
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I swear this is true:
me: Matt, I don't think you should eat those honey cashews, the devil got a hold of them and stuck her nose in the jar to eat some.
Matt: (Looks at honey cashews in his hand.) They are good..... (Looks at me. Looks at hand full of nuts. Shrugs. Proceeds to eat a previously possibly devil dog slobbered upon and then dried sugar coasted cashew.)
me: You're willing to eat devil spit?
Matt: They are that good.
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How to piss off three bus drivers at the same time:
Went on that class trip with Josh today. Could not figure out why the damned bus I was following (class dad had to ride the bus to fill in for a no-show) kept changing lanes so much. It was a challenge to stay right on his tail, but I did not let him out of my site, because Josh was on that bus and I was not about to get lost.
Turns out they wanted me to follow the last bus in the chain and not the the first bus and he was purposefully trying to shake me. Oooops!
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