Bobbra Jeen

Even though it's 4 days away, this post has absolutely nothing to do with Christmas. Or maybe it does? A Christmas laugh I suppose...

On Saturday, my family took the traditional holiday trip to the movies. No, my hometown has not yet adopted a grand Continental Cinema 5 or a Rave for that matter, so we did what every other native of these parts does: hopped, skipped, & jumped one town over.

Before the movie started, I visited the ladies' room.

lady in the stall: "Bobbbrraa Jeeeen?" {12 seconds pass} "Bobbbrraa Jeeeen, is 'at choooo?"

me: {realizing she was talking to me} "No mam. This is not Barbara Jean."

lady in the stall: "It ain't chooo Bobbbrraa Jeeen?" {who is this lady?}

me: "No mam. I am NOT Barbara Jean."

lady in the stall: "Sorry, hun. I seen yer cowgirl boots and thought chooo was her."

Gotta love it. She scurried out before I could put a face with the voice. Sure hope she found Barbara Jean.

a random morning post

6am: wide awake with what felt like an elephant crushing my sinuses

6:30am: in CVS buying a Neti Pot


Caution:
-feels rather strange
-you may look ridiculous during the process
-requires some coordination

I must admit I made fun of Kristen for owning one of these, but hey, things change. I give it a 10. This little kettle works.

Currently doing: whatever I want

Finals are over. No more studying until January and I am ecstatic.
And very thankful. God is good.