Saturday, June 14, 2008
So I just went to pick up Saige and Chase and two of their friends (who conveniently live next door to each other) to come and swim. On the way back we passed this historical house and there were two people dressed up in historical costumes standing outside to greet people who want to come look through the house. It goes beyond me. Who would want to do that? I don't get it. I'm not even trying to be funny, maybe it's just a different gene pool. I know people love Williamsburg and all those old houses and people go to Lancaster and look through Amish people's houses with their no electricity. Why? It actually annoyed me as I drove by, I thought, "Get out of those costumes and go swimming or something." But that's wrong, that's their thing. It's cool. Different strokes right? Maybe I'm the only one that can't stand that sort of thing, and I'm the "weird" one. Which brings me to my point. As we were driving home the four kids were all talking about "weird people" which is really frowned upon, my kids know this. All I have to do is glance in the rear view mirror and shoot them a look and they stop. I mean come on, their mom has a pierced nose, do we really want to be casting stones? Then I felt bad I got so irritated by the pilgrim people. Learned my lesson.
So I Said... Amy at 1:48 PM