Over at MammaTalk, Mamma was lucky enough to get a magic decoder ring in the mail. I was thrilled, excited and hopeful. I posted , hoping for a lead on a Magic 8 Ball to help me with some of the bigger questions in life (should my Kindergartener go to Summer School?, what’s up with me %%$$@@ hair lately?). Lo and behold (angels sing here) I now have a Magic 8 Ball. Wow, how exciting is that??! Five minutes into it, I realize I may have to contact the company. This one has well…attitude. I think somehow it’s been possessed by my evil Sister-In-Law cuz it sure sounds like her.
Me: “when can I expect to lose weight?”
Demon 8 Ball: ” Are ya Stupid? Next…”
Me: “Should I grow my hair long or cut it short?”
Demon 8 Ball; ” I’m tired of this question. Just do it and get over it”
Me; “Does my Kindergartner really need Summer School?”
Demon 8 Ball: “Does it really matter?” (I can just hear the sarcastic snort that follows)
…yup..it’s her alright. How the heck did she infiltrate my Magic 8 Ball? I thought just blocking her phone number was good enough. Ok, Mr Magic 8 Ball…you’re going BACK. I need positivity in my life. Take that you Big Ball of YUCK! Ha!
Hmmm….maybe I could trade it in for a Crystal Ball. You know, that will tell me when my daughter will potty train (should I buy more diapers? Or take a leap of faith and buy Pull-Ups??). Such dilemmas in life!