tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83023698260443825722011-07-15T10:06:10.414-07:00(most sincerely you)primanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16056531132574595029noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302369826044382572.post-11938260693396600532011-07-15T09:58:00.000-07:002011-07-15T10:06:09.592-07:00Today I phoned my mom only to be greeted by my little brother. He's a 16 year old with his head up his you know what. I love him the same. I just don't like him very much. When I asked to speak to mom...I got quite an interesting response.<br /><br />"Mom is getting ready to take A in the pool. She's putting on her suit and shaving her vagina. She's so gross. Sorry, sis, I don't really want to talk to you or any other woman right now. It's gross. It's just gross."<br /><br />Aha! Oh, little brother....<br /><br />I later found out that My mom had asked my brother to watch A while she got ready. He complained and inquired what she couldn't do while watching her granddaughter. Oh, brother...<br /><br />Sometimes in life we should just do what we're asked or told.<br /><br />If curiosity doesn't kill the cat...it just may make him wish it had.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302369826044382572-1193826069339660053?l=mostsincerely.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>primanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16056531132574595029noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302369826044382572.post-53466823598639047942011-07-12T19:28:00.000-07:002011-07-12T19:43:45.223-07:00"Excuse me! Excuse me! She's standing up!"<div><br /></div><div>Ohhhh nooooo. What am I to do? Thank you, lady, for making sure my ears are still working!</div><div><br /></div><div>The scene: I was at the grocery store with my 20 month year old niece. She was sitting in the basket area of the cart and decided to stand up. I saw this. Of course, I saw it. But, what was the big deal? She's two feet tall and isn't going anywhere. It wasn't as if she was in the seat of the cart and decided to stand up. This lady insisted on yelling at me until I turned around to notice her. Yes, notice HER, not show that I noticed my niece's actions.</div><div><br /></div><div>Responsible, caring adults....I respect you. But, please. Just because I do not have gray hairs or grandchildren...I am still very capable of caring for a child. Hence the massive bump growing from my abdomen. If I can't care for them now...I better be able to soon.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302369826044382572-5346682359863904794?l=mostsincerely.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>primanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16056531132574595029noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8302369826044382572.post-75607945923853163052011-06-29T19:59:00.000-07:002011-06-29T20:19:45.275-07:00I'm entering into this world of blogging - I suppose you had to as well. Maybe you're just a reader. Maybe you're a popular poster. Either way, you're here, and so am I.<br /><br />I suppose the purpose of this specific blog is to rant. And, maybe rave. But, I promise to be honest.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >I will be most sincere as me, as I am most sincere of you.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8302369826044382572-7560794592385316305?l=mostsincerely.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>primanahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16056531132574595029noreply@blogger.com1