Conversations this week are ringing in my head. And it's only Wednesday!
Ryan: Mom... when we were on the freeway, Hannah...
Me: Ryan... are you going to tattle on Hannah?
Ryan: No, I's just gonna tell you a story.
Me: Is this story going to get Hannah in trouble?
Ryan(without missing a beat):
Well, it's SUPPOSED to.
Oh my little man. Well, at least he was honest. Honesty in a man is so admirable. Probably because it is so rare.
There was a moment of I-Just-Can't-Help-Rubbing-It-In texting.
Ex(ish) husband: Happy Birthday :)
(The smiley face always makes me nervous...)
Me: Thank you. (almost hit send then added)
Another year sexier ;)
(that was me rubbin' it in...)
Then there was the conversation with the Captain of a group of about thirty Special Ops in Training gentlemen that came to sit with my friends and I at my birthday/girls night out/karaoke night.
Me: Sorry my friends and I are blocking the view of the cuties dancing.
Special Ops guy: Huh?
Me: Well, I just thought you guys would prefer a front row view to the action.
Special Ops guy: Uh, no... we all have daughters that age.
Special Ops friend: [wince-laughs]
Special Ops guy: We appreciate women like you.
I have not forgotten the word appreciate and the emphasis he put on it. Wow. I'm starting to get it...
Then there was the email from my self-excommunicated daughter. I'm going to respect her privacy by not divulging the words. They were wonderful to read and I am looking forward to whatever the future holds for us.