This morning as I was walking from the parking lot to my building, I saw/heard a wonderful diatribe from a girl who was walking beside me, talking on the phone. Seriously, who are these kids talking to at 7:45am? I would kill any friend that dared call me at that hour.

I was listening to this girl go on and on about how cold it was. How cold she was. Granted, it was in the very, very low 30’s, so it was cold. She finally said “OMG, it’s like, so cold, I can’t stand it. I feel like a giant ice cube. I can’t even like, walk anymore.” This is when I looked at her. She was wearing ballet flats. Tights with no feet and lace on the bottoms (didn’t that go out in the 80’s?). A miniskirt. No jacket. A tiny sweater, very low cut. And a headband.

No wonder you are cold, you freaking moron! Put on some clothes!

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Here’s some laughter and enjoyment for the day. I know I have some new Mommy readers lately – if you haven’t seen this tribute to great old Olan Mills family photographs, you might want to take notes. These are AWESOME.

http://listoftheday.blogspot.com/2007/09/great-olan-mills-photos.html

And just because I’m super cool, I can brag on the fact that my friend was at the wedding of the couple in the drink glass.