The Great State of South Africa

Don't know who did this, but I would like to shake their hand.

I know you are all not going to believe the conversation I had today with a college student.  I still don't believe it.  When I get asked those questions I have begun to look around me expecting to see the camera from some comedy show.

This morning I was at a local coffee shop and ordered my usual.  The conversation went as follows: 

College Barista:  Oh wow you have a beautiful accent, what State are you from? 

Me:  I am from South Africa 

College Barista:  Really?  What State is that? 

Me:  *crickets*


Remind me again as to what is required to get into college?

Another day, another student.

Note I left for a student on his vehicle.

Living in a college town.

Living in a college town has it's moments.  There are times that I love it and then there are times that I hate it, especially at 3:00am.

I was woken up to loud screaming.  Sounded like someone was hurt, but there was lots of giggling along with the 'ow, ow, ow' yelling.

I got up out of bed, put on my robe, and went flying out the front door.

Me:  HEY, do you guys know what the time is?

Young man:  I am so sorry to have woken you Ma'am, but my friend climbed over a hedge and now has a twig stuck in her vagina.

His mother would be proud.

The Koolest.

No I didn't spell it wrong so you can slowly lift your hands from your keyboard.  There is a purpose to the spelling.

Yesterday I read a blog post by dbs on things one should never outgrow.  Go read his post them come back.  Back?  Good.

A dear friend R who lives in San Francisco had posted on her Facebook page about her son-in-law and daughter's business, Krazee Photo booth  

After reading dbs' blog I remembered her post.  Wouldn't this be the perfect ice breaker at events and parties.  Parents are always trying to think of something cool for their tweens/teens party, this would no doubt guarantee the coolest parent award (always great to collect those when we can).

I live in a college town and I know that the fraternity/sorority members would love this.  Hopefully it will keep them from wandering the streets at night screaming about twigs in their nether regions.  (Yes, I was woken one morning at 2:00am, but that's another blog)

Wouldn't this be the greatest for team building?  No more bonding in the woods or talking about feelings.  Just have a Krazee Photo booth and cases of wine.  Wine always makes team building events so much more tolerable.

Koolest... without a doubt.

When in Rome...

I take care of five international students, boys, from a Middle Eastern country.  Their name for me is Ummu Esau, which translated means Mother of Jesus.  Yes I know, but what they are really saying is that I am their christian Mom.

I clean their homes and help them with day to day stuff like paying bills, setting up appointments, college etc, things that we all take for granted and know how to do.  I also am helping them assimilate into the American culture as I know first hand when I arrived in this country 21 years ago I was very intimidated.

Many conversations go like this.

Boys:  Why do we have to tip?

Me:  Because you're in America.

or


Boys:  Why do we have to have car insurance?

Me:  Because you're in America.

or


Boys:  Why can't we smoke Hooka in our apartment?

Me:  Because you're in America.

Yesterday I was at the home of my boys.  As I walked in this poster was front and center of the living room.

Me:  Why?

Boys:  Because we're in America.


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