.......did you know in 10 yr old girl language, that freakin' is the new "like"? You know how when we were in elementary trying to be cool, inserting like every 3rd word, regardless if it fit there or not? Well, Maddie had another girl over last night, and I swear I was drowning in freakin's to the point where I had to end it-I told them the way they were using it, sounded way to much like the "f"-word, so please refrain from using it. I'm such a drag I know!
Okay, and now for my post menstrual meltdown of the month-please tell me if I'm being irrational, because, well, irrationality and I are amigos more often than not. So, Maddie had a friend over, and I was quite the hostess if I do say so myself. I made a fantastic dinner, m&m brownies for dessert, I kept the boys out of their hair, even smiled as I watched them get ready to go to the ball park, remembering the days of getting ready to go somewhere with my friends in school. Trying on different outfits, fixing each others hair, trading clothes....good times, good times. My gripe is after Gavin's ballgame, when Maddie and her friend parted ways, and Maddie handed the girl her dufflebag-she looks at me and said, "I still have your shoes". WHOA, STOP THE TRAIN! WHAT?! MY SHOES?! But I smiled and calmly asked, "My shoes(okay, so maybe my voice cracked a little when I asked)?" Then I asked, "Which ones(knowing the answer already, because I couldn't find them earlier, hence the reason I was currently wearing a pair of black flip flops that rubbed my toe a bit)?" "Your brown flip flops", she answered sweetly." Right, my brown flip flops-am I irrational that this.....grosses me out? Not the girl, but the fact that her bare feet were where my bare feet had been. Plus they'd been(not on my feet) on the city park playground, you know in that black, shredded tire that makes everything uber dirty. So, I'm A. annoyed I wasn't asked first, and they were worn without my permission and B. The obvious fact that I don't like to share shoes unless I know you well. It's no different than sharing gum, in my head. So, I'd love your feed back, on a scale of 1-10 how crazy am I?