1. Her nickname is Adventure Sal, because she constantly doing something inspiring/exhausting. Here is a photo of her hiking the Milford Track in my U.S.S. Pelelieu hat that I insisted on getting in the 7th grade and then was too embarrassed to wear since it is pretty bright, and during my formative years I spent 89% of my time worrying about what people think (as opposed to now, when I am down to ~63%).
2. I know it’s weird that I call her Sal. My brother and sister do it too. Occasionally we call her “Ma” but usually it’s “Sal”. Recently I learned that this came about because, when I was a baby and learning to talk, my two older sisters from my dad’s previous marriage were always at our house and since she wasn’t their mom, they called her Sally or just Sal. So I did too. Then Than did too when he was learning to talk, and same with Sarah. I always thought it was because she didn’t want to be called “Mom” or “Mommy” but I guess I was wrong (however, I do feel that my mom is occasionally revisionistic with her histories)(love you sal!).
3. My mom is a conversational *master* of the obvious, even leaden, segue. It’s awesome. For example today…
“I am so excited all my BABIES are coming home for Christmas! And all three of you are SINGLE!”
…….weighty pause…….
“Does Sarah have a BOYFRIEND?!”
…….additional pause……..
“And what are you doing in SEATTLE for ten days?!”
Poor Sal, “always the last to know”, she says. She saw that I am going to Seattle she reads my blog (thanks sal!)! So maybe you guys are wondering too. I am going to visit Ben!
Assuming I make SIGNIFICANT packing progress on this apartment, god.
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i do not believe that you are down to 63%
well today i definitely am. you should SEE my outfit, omg it’s a disaster, but i am wearing it anyway. AND in public.
Rust pants with a red/white/blue shirt?
I wore that outfit to work once in 1995 and people still talk about it to this day. And I don’t even work there anymore.
I always wondered why you call her Sal. I feel so much better now.
Excited for your upcoming adventures!
Ooooh fun, wacky outfits, new love, traveling adventures and a cool mom. Life is good.
I agree with Kelly. You’re barely over 80% but still, you’re above 80% (and I’d go so far as to say that I’m counting time slept in this calc). I can imagine your calls with Ben:
You: hi, I think I was a dork today wearing my (insert outfit name). god.
Ben: hey (says something or laughs, indicating he’s doing 3 other things). aaron says hi.
You: hey aaron. god. I have to pack.
Ben: yeah. I have to go, I’ve got spin class and I’m late.
You: god, bye.
omg loren that is the funniest comment you have ever left me! either that or stupid packing has lowered my hilarity standards. both are plausible.
and smithers…… a. what were you thinking and b. my outfit actually involved SALMON colored pants, not rust, and like this weird patterned hoodie. everything is too big, which would have warranted skater shoes, but they are in a box, so i went with katie mac’s old dansko’s, with knee-high argyle magenta socks, oh and a pink and white striped beanie to hide my hair which was all askew and akilter. day two in this getup was even better than day one! the primary problem here is the cacophony of pink/orange hues. i’m betting, though, that i don’t hear about it 13 years from now.
Loren, that was funny. You should write a blog with that humor.