I was thinking yesterday how I send some text messages, and on their own they simply capture the essence of “us”. Some are hilarious. Some, taken completely out of context, can sound outrageous. These are usually between Jason and I (who else?). I’m going to start a weekly post on this here blog on Mondays that’ll I’ll call “This Week in Text Messages”. A weekly text wrap-up that is designed to be strictly entertaining to myself only. (That’s how blogs work, right? I write content only I want to read, ensuring no one else is even remotely interested in taking a gander?)
“Crazy dump truck driver smashed into power pole and knocked the power line across the road. Then the driver jumped out and ran into that crappy trailer there, screaming for “Mike”. The sheriff deputies approached the trailer, and he took off running to the neighbor’s house (that property with the big building that everyone on the street called “drug central” tonight – totally not a surprise!). Deputies took off after him. Firemen roped off entire road.”
“My black and red decorative bowl is NOT your cereal bow!!!!!! Are you serious right now?!!”
“Andrew would prob love to go. Of course so would Jason. He’s kind of like my kid – my giant lumbering kid that never listens.”
And finally, my favorite one that’s actually from my niece to me: “I see you Jewssie.” (The “W” was a typo since I’m generally not Aunt Juicy to them, but rather, Aunt Jessie. It’s funny ’cause it’s true.)
And thus ends the fascinating first volume of This Week in Text Messages. Tune in next Monday where you can watch paint dry, listen to the crickets and read my text messages.