Our own high school musical, of sorts...

I was reading a fabulous blog which suggested that a particular woman needed to realize that we aren't in high school anymore.
Oye!
This is a particular pet-peeve/passion of mine.

I think, perhaps I will simply order one of those wooden handled rubber stamps that you can customize. I will have it made to say "grow up!" (in a lovely font, of course) and just go around stamping it on the foreheads of shallow and self involved women.

And, as I stewed this post, I had all sorts of clever things parading through my head. Certain sentiments directed at a few "catty-eternal-high-school-girls" I know, and then a little voice at the bottom of the stairs called up "Mommy, I'm coming up to write a book with you."
And with her, she brought Laurie Berkner.

Do you know how hard it is to write anything that isn't puffy, pastel colored or ooey-gooey sweet when Laurie Berkner's music is consuming every ounce of oxygen around you???

funny genny moment:
on the way home from camp, her and her little friend were talking about how, one night, the girls went over to the boys side and serenaded them. While they were singing You Are My Sunshine, apparently a little boy emerged from his cabin without a shirt. The girls all ran away shrieking, and Gen's friend said she even saw his abs! (yes, she blushed while saying this.)

A few moments later, I guess the male counselors escorted the boys (keep in mind, these are 9 & 10 year olds) over to the secluded girls side to return the serenade.
At this point both Gen and her friend became grave and serious. The friend told Genny to tell us, but genny solemnly told her friend to "go ahead."
The friend quietly said: The boys sang a really inappropriate song!
With tears in her eyes Genny said: it was about sex! (no, we haven't had that conversation yet...) Shocked, I turned around and asked what song, to which both girls quietly worded "I'm bringing Sexy Back..."
LOL!
(I wonder how Laurie feels about that song?)