That Being Said. . .

I expect this blog post to be continually updated as my finals blog was.  Between having a mom with brain cancer who, more often than not, says the wrong words and friends who just speak too fast for their brains to catch up, and myself, being in this same category, it is absolutely necessary.

1)  As we are going over the bridge my mom points out the car window and says "I hate those midgets."  Me:  "I'm sorry, what?"  Mom: "Those midgets over there, they are just so ugly, the ones built on the sand."  Me (hardly able to contain myself): "Oh!  Those apartments and condos! Got it. . . "
Mom: "Yeah, the midgets!"

2)  At the beach today, there was an abundance of jellyfish.  I have never seen jellyfish in real life before and, funny thing, they actually look and feel like jelly!  A piece of one floated up next to us on the beach and my friend picks it up and informs me, "this one can't sting us because it doesn't have any testicles."

3)  Friend 1:  These questions are so dumb, for instance, "who fought the U.S. in the revolutionary war?
Friend 2:  I seriously don't know!
Friend 1:  Get...out of here who...are you?!
Friend 2:  The British?  Oh I don't know, I'm Canadian, give me a break!

4)  (Friend 2 above) There is no way West Virginia has it's own laws it is not even a state!
Me: Are you kidding me...?