You are my sunshine, my only sunshine...la la la... Yes, well, I'm running out of ideas. I'm only good for affectionate phrases once or twice a month. Sorry.
Anyway, so, as you noticed, for once I am actually updating my blog within a week of my last entry. Go me! Absolutely amazing. But hey, I actually feel like I have energy, first time since the middle of last summer. I wonder if I have some sort of disease... OK, that's enough of me being a hypochondriac (is that how you spell it?). So, yeah, I actually feel like thinking today. I was talking with my cousin, and though he can be infuriatingly curious and always asking why, why, and why, I realized its actually really nice to talk to him. He forces people to be honest, or at least forces me to be honest. I really have to think when I chat with him, and I always see new things about myself and others. I just wish he'd stop mentioning Madonna every other sentence...
Now, I was reading my other cousin's blog, and she mentioned how children aren't really children anymore. Mini-adults, yes, they really are. I see kids going out and their still in elementary school. And low-rider flares? Anything that showed my bellybutton was out of the question when I was small. I always wore the stuff old grannies wear - poofy old cardigans, corderoys, etc. My 5th grade cousin was over my house today, and she was wearing stuff I'd have been embarrassed to wear 2 years ago. And she plays with make-up and jewelry. And yes, I do see little children with beepers and cell-phones. Who the heck do they call? And when they call someone, what language! Those four letter words just come flying out of kids mouths like its nothing. I didn't even know there were words like that until 3rd grade, and what exactly those words were, I didn't know till 4th. Absolutely amazing how "mature" these kids are.