Kristen: Don't you dare write scummy boy!!! If you do I glue mustauches on all your
stuffed animals!
Kristen: And about Klondike bars....they are SOOOOOOO
much better if you eat them with a fork...trust me
Dad: Speaking of life.
I've been reflecting some on what it means to know joy in this
life. I've determined that a basic
ingredient is to know and
like and accept myself for who I am -- not who I think I ought to
be or who I think others want me to be.
Sure, I find some
differences between who I know I ought to be and how I ought to act and
feel, but I see these as areas to address, not to feel
badly about. I suppose this fits in the
"Perfection is a
process" category.
Kim: Elmo is on-line.
Kim: Laugh it up, fuzzball.
Kim: I love feeling like Spiderman!!
Kristen: It got my number right but it said I was 11
years old. Guess it went my mental
capacity.
Kim: As you can tell, I lose most of my charm when I
come to you as bites of information traveling crosscountry in kuge wire
cables.
Kim: <cringe>
<sob> <look, I write like Kristy!>
Kristen: You missed it dearie!
I do believe there was cyber-blood shed!
Kristen: I made Steve and his roommates an Angel food
cake in loaf pans. We ate the top off
first. ...(Dad..you might want to censor that part to
Mom)
Kristen: I bad. I evil person. I adorable. Hey! How'd that get in there?!?!?!
Kristen: Just for my records and in case I need to call someone screaming, what's your phone number?
Kristen: Thanksgiving 1997: We [Steve & I] played soccer in the hallway of his apartment
building...it was a blast!
Kim: Do your Swedish meatballs sing in English?
Kristen: ENTERTAIN ME!!
Mom after making Christmas Jelly: You are full of fun email. I am full of fatigue.
Kristen: I probably know someone you spit on while you were in
high school and they were in middle school or freshmen.
Kristen: The closest I've come to surfing was using the detergent
Surf. Oh, the adventure, the
danger. What an adrenaline rush.
Kristen: You..you...bad cookie person you!
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