Remember when you were little, and it seemed like all your friends got something, but your parents were super mean and wouldn't get you one? Even if ...um...you didn't actually tell them you wanted it, but they totally should have known because, as I know now, parents have to be psychic to figure out what their kids are thinking?
Well, the fun doesn't end in childhood. I've been remarkably free of feelings of envy about the cool things my friends have (excepting, of course, if those things are plane tickets or travel reservations) until now.
My role model has a new toy. She has even named it. Go take a look here.
And our bff has one too. She is giddy about it. She even played with it last two nights ago at the orchestra concert in which our brilliant sons were performing.
I am not a person who has to have the latest technology or the newest car or the fanciest house or designer clothes.... My needs are simple. As long as my travel obsession and Shakespeare addiction are fed, I am content. But the delight these women are taking in this toy is wearing down my resistance. I will keep you informed if I join their ranks.
Meanwhile, this parody ad cracked me up. I especially love the use of the original, distinctive, perky music. But I am more than a little disturbed about the information - I'd never heard about much of it. Had you?
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