First of all- when Ace got a scholarship for being nice- Anabeth and I literally gasped in disbelief. Don't let her fool you, Ace isn't nice- He's just really good at fooling people.
Second of all- My beautiful and wonderfully acerbic cousin Meredith- has pointed out that my mom and I do seem to get along way too well over blog text. I think it'll die down. We are just in the honeymoon phase of the blog, and we have so many pearls of wisdom to impart. The bitter reparte will come when we have nothing exciting left to report.
As queer and strange as a mother-daughter blog sounds- our back and forth banter in general is even worse. And by worse, I mean better. We talk at a speed heard only by some, and make references that don't even make sense to anyone else. I would flatter her by saying it is Gilmore-Girls-esque, but then she would object to being compared to such a selfish mother as Lorilei. And also to the having a baby out of wedlock party. I think the reason that we go back and forth so well is that we are both neurotic and think that everyone wants to hear what we have to say. That isn't a negative thing, we REALLY do think that everyone wants to hear what we have to say. Why wouldn't they?
It's also funny what my mom says about the nice comment. I think she tells us to "be nice" when we depart- because she doesn't want us to be like her. We've talked about this one before, you can call my mom alot of things- funny, smart, quick, beautiful- but she doesn't get nice or sweet much. Nothing wrong with that at all- but we think it's because she's such a strong and "let my opinions be heard" woman. roar. Nice matters- but nice is relative. She treats people with uptmost respect- but they often see the fun and sarcastic side of her, so "nice" doesn't even come to mind as a characterizable attribute. But "Hella Fun" sure does.
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