Remember my mother’s shitty texting? If not, you can read all about it here. I would like to report that my mom has worked very hard and is now texting whole sentences. Plus, she’s using a crazy amount of punctuation! Previously her response to my text would be, “K” Now, she’s like, “Ok!” The full sentences (like multiple sentences in one text) are blowing my mind. I am over-the-top impressed. If you feel like you’ve lost all hope for a loved one with texting dysfunction, don’t give up.
Christmas is the season of perpetual hope, right? That’s what the mom on “Home Alone” said anyway. Is it sad that I still love that movie? I was so stoked when Stevie wanted to watch it. She probably quickly regretted it when she realized I still know every line and before every scene I’m like, “Oh, this is a good part. This is so funny what he does to the the bad guys.” As a child my dad got really mad at me when I insisted on saying every line right before the character on the movie said it. I couldn’t help that my memory was amazing.
Anyway, back to the hope thing. Here are the items currently on my “hope” list (in no particular order). I hope:
1. that the air will clear up so that it’s possible to breathe when taking my dog for a walk
2. that Jack and Kitty can figure out how to live in the same house (not on separate floors)
3. that my sister and her husband can go on a date soon (yes, I’ll babysit!)
4.that Stevie will have better health in the coming year
5. that there will be world peace… ok, this one is a long shot
I’m sure there are more “hopes” on my list, but I don’t want to sound hopey. Get it? Like needy but with hope? Terrible, I know. Well, here’s hoping (or would it be wishing?) you all a happy holiday season!