Dear 12 Year Old Amy,
It has been a long time since I’ve heard from you. You seem to think you’ve got me all figured out. Well, here in grown-up land, we like to get facts straight. Here’s the facts, 12 year old Amy:
My local bookstore will give me cold hard cash for these very nicely preserved movies. Fact: Grown-ups make more money dumpster diving than little kids.
I know very well that you are still around as evidenced by your shenanigans when my girl Susan and I purchased tickets to New Kids On The Block. Fact: Your Mom and Dad didn’t buy you tickets to see NKOTB. Who’s the Mama now, baby? That’s right, me. 30 year old Amy.
Every time you remind me of where I got that necklace, I wash it in rubbing alcohol. Fact: It is no longer silver.
I’d write more, but I am going to go get myself a Dr.Pepper and drink it down. I can drink the best soda known to man anytime I want because I’m a grown-up and nobody can stop me. Fact: Grown-ups rule.
See you in October for the big concert. Don’t act like you won’t be going with.
Hugs and kisses
30 year old Amy
P.S.
Your parents are totally winging it.
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Susan says:
Are we going to have enough room in the car for all the 12 year olds that will be joining us on our little adventure? I sure hope so!
July 31st, 2008 at 11:47 am
Eric's Wife says:
There is no way 30 year old me can scream myself hoarse without a little 12 year old me lung power.
July 31st, 2008 at 11:49 am
Theresa says:
I will ship you my 12 year old to ride along.
Way to tell Her Off AMY!! You told her who’s BOSS!!! NE NER NE NER NE NER…. You get all the soda you want and she doesn’t. LOL
July 31st, 2008 at 12:58 pm
Heather Marshall says:
NKOTB…. oh no you didn’t! hahaha that’s the best thing I’ve ever heard!
30 yr old Amy rocks!
~Heather
TheStrivingWife.com
July 31st, 2008 at 4:00 pm
deleise says:
Oh. my. gosh. I love you. Please don’t ever leave me hanging for weeks in blogland without my daily dose of Amy again.
July 31st, 2008 at 9:59 pm