Watching the Tide roll away…
fun drive home from london yesterday.
my mom and i managed to drag it out as long as possible.
that includes driving away from the highway in order to get dinner @ Manchu Wok.
its crazy how similar we are in terms of our sense of humour. We just seem to laugh hysterically at the same things.
For example, we were driving down the highway listening to music and out of nowhere my mom goes, “but,” as if we had been in mid conversation and she had something else to say. So i crack up, and she cracks up, and after we’re done she continues on with a conversation i thought we had finished about 30minutes earlier.
I had the song ‘Sitting on the Dock of the Bay” on a cd and my mom knew all the words to it. it was cool b/c it was effortless. and it’s not really a song you hear on the radio everyday. i love that song. “i can’t do what ten people tell me to do, so i guess i’ll remain the same”
anyways, we were driving down the highway and out of the blue my mom starts asking me if i have a boyfriend.
heh, it was actually pretty clever on her part, i was trapped in a car with her and had no way out of the conversation.
I feel bad for my parents. They deserve grandchildren. They would really enjoy them. My dad has a cute godson from church, but that’s not really the same. unfortunately for them it doesn’t look like any of us are getting hitched any time soon.
thankfully, i’m the youngest, so i shouldn’t be getting an pressure until the other two walk down the aisle! 
mwahahahaha.
