20 December 2013

Mates chatting

I just drove to the LCBO. Andrew and his friend are waiting in the car with me. 
Andrew: I hate this store. So boring. It's where you get beer
Friend: what's beer?
Andrew: what my parents drink. I tried it. It's disgusting
Friend: I've had soup before. 

16 December 2013

Green toes

There was a mom at gymnastics today that shared how she took her son to get a pedicure. He it green painted toes and one toe was candy came striped. The boy said he was nervous he'd get made fun of but the mom hushed those fears and said no one would make fun of him. So he obviously wasn't ready for me to say, hey green toes! Did you wish for a glass slipper this Christmas? I didn't say that but I felt like I should do the kid a favour and tell him the world won't react as favourably as his liberal mommy. Or maybe they will, I don't know. I guess we are leaning towards blurred lines in all areas of categorization and classification. So that was weird. 
There's a back story to this mom too. I know her because she was friends with my sister but it became awkward between them. She loaned my sister some books an wanted them back. When my sister returned them, her husband answered the door. My sister asked if the friend was home and while asking, the friend bolted it up the stairs in an attempted to hide. She doesn't share the twinkle toe affinity with her son, so as she was running up the stairs, she tripped and then just laid still. Her husband sheepishly/awkwardly said, "I guess she's not home" 
So that's the normality of green toe magee's mom.