Amy linked to this and I laughed so hard I had to post it.

I GET this!

This gives me a chance to say that I appreciate the adult conversation of the blog world. I haven’t been in a vehicle since Friday night when my van died. Most of my conversations consist of :

Nodding interestedly while someone tells me which team won and which team lost.
Nodding disinterestedly while they try to tell me why.
Listening while Alex tells me his latest discovery. “You aren’t finished growing until you are 56.” That explains a lot. I think I may be still growing.
Telling people to get off the computer and read.
Explaining the sin nature.
Explaining that I do this because I love them.
Being corrected by teenagers.
Being shown how to use Facebook by Emily.
Talking to my neighbor about the weather and its relation to her arthritis.
Explaining why I said no. My husband isn’t here to say, “Stop arguing with your mother.”
And of course, talking on the phone to all the many family members who don’t live here anymore.
Talking to myself. Things are reaching the critical stage.

Oh, I better go; the garbage men are here and I want to run out and say Hi.

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