So I love my mother dearly, and am so glad she has joined the 21st century by way of texting. I am proud to say she owes her success to me, seeing as I taught her the art of a text and this is what I recieved this morning at 5:09 am (we're still working on the time issue, though she is 2 hours ahead).
Mom 5:09 am: In morons in the news( K addition: a morning segment on a family fav radio station) they told a story of a stabbing that took place at the Cinemark 22 in Lancaster, CA ( where I graduated H.S.) Someone was using their cellphone during the movie when a man leaned over and asked if it could be put away. The boyfriend, in his anger, jumped the man and stabbed him with a meat thermometer!
Kelsey(at a respectable) 7:13 am: Lancaster is a classy place. They use meat thermometers as shanks to show their refined nature. Who the heck carries around a meat thermometer. Do they consider that packing?
Mom 9:50 am: Didn't you always carry one for emergency?
Kelsey 10:37 am: Its never been my emergency weapon of choice. I prefer a turkey baster! (Though in conversation via facebook, my sister informed me of my true preference, a fork)
Mom 11:17 am: solid choice.
Kelsey 11:40 am: thank you! (this may or may not have actually been sent)
Now that I have given a little insight into one of my hometowns if I happen to overreact to a inquiry such as putting away my phone, and I happen to mutilate your arm with a fork and do something with my trusty turkey baster I can not be held responsible!
You have been warned
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