Posted by Kate at April 3rd, 2006

And I’m one of them.  Yesterday I drove down to my folks house with my husband and daughter and unborn child.  As I’m getting back into the car after stopping at the gas station, “Where are my sunglasses?  I just had them!?  Um, yeah, on my freakin head.”  Fastforward a couple hours later, leaving my folks house, “Mom!  I left my keys inside, can you get them?”

“They’re not here dear.”

“No kidding?  Cause they’re in my freakin hand!!!!”  No Joke.

Rewind a half hour and my husband and I are leaving the movie, The Inside Man and he has to explain the ending to me.  Not only that, but it wasn’t until I was lying in bed last night, trying to sleep that I finally figured out what the hell was going on with the characters in that movie, I totally had it wrong.  Great movie by the way, once I freakin figured it out.