Ridiculousness-icity

1) I feel like I am drinking from a urinal every time I drink out of the water fountains in Wheeler.

2) I’m having an identity crisis because up until now I always thought strawberries or nectarines were my favorite fruit, but ever since I started eating the frozen mango bits from Trader Joe’s, I am not too sure that still holds true.  Mangos are supposed to be my mom’s favorite fruit, not mine.

3) I am pretty sure most of my morality stems from my mother.  Instead of asking “what would Jesus do?”, the little angel on my right shoulder asks, “what would Bertha (my momma) do?”  With the recent occurrence of #2 and the realization of #3, it is inevitable, I am turning into my mother.  

Cheers!