So, with a flip of my hair and a look of disgust, I have sequestered myself in Sam's room with his Mac.
(as a side note, I seriously loathe Macs as well, but whatev.)
I thought I would share a little memory with you. It brings chuckles/tears to me everytime I recall it.
It was 1994, and I was in second grade. Let me preface the story by telling you Power Rangers were all the rage, but I wasn't allowed to watch it for some reason, (why mom, why?!)
We were out on our wooded playground, doing our second grade thing during recess. The kids decided to play "Power Rangers," and I, wanting to play too, joined in.
We were all standing in a circle, and one by one, kids were placing dibs on the character they would portray.
"I'll be the white power ranger!"
"I'll be the black power ranger!"
"I'll be the pink power ranger!"
Then, fate stepped in as I opened my big, fat, uninformed mouth....
"I'll be the purple power ranger!"
Crickets could be heard.
Every face in the crowd turned and looked at me.
Then, some smarty pants spoke up with his most serious tone....
"Brittney, there IS no purple ranger."
Mortified, I dashed into the woods and hid behind a tree for the rest of recess.
I never tried to play power rangers again.
Seriously folks! It's funny, don't feel bad for me, though, when recalling it, I will sometimes feel the rush of emotions lil ol' me felt way back then.