Late Night Around the Table

Right now around the table is Amy, Beth, Clay (who never blogs), Zack (who never blogs), Morgan, Holly – whose dad sometimes blogs but usually comments, and Christine.

Morgan says:
“We are having so much fun and love getting to know Morgan so much better…and will miss her when she goes to college.” (What is up with people who speak in third person?)

Zack says:
“I don’t know what to say. I’m planning to blog when I figure something out to say.”

Beth says:
“I don’t blog. And you can quote that.”

Clay says:
“Who’s the woman in church who does sign language or elaborate hand motions?”

Christine says:
“Holly and I have to hide when we eat ice cream because this WHOLE FREAKIN’ YOUTH GROUP is a bunch a MOOCHERS!!!!!”

Zack says:
“I’m not a moocher.”

Holly says:
“I do NOT look like my dad, Clay!”

Zack is still talking, but I’m done quoting him.

Amy says:
“Cynda Bellamy!!! And what do I need whip creme for?”

I’m hopeful on the last line.

Beth says:
“I miss my non-blogging, pimp husband.”

Well, I’m sure you are all just ecstatic about this entry.

And Zack is still talking.

I’m going to bed.