Eric and I are far behind the rest of the texting world. We really held out until a couple of years ago, but now we are full-fledged texters. Our texts are often just a quick "I love you." or "I miss you." Sweet stuff like that, but sometimes they go somewhere. Without further ado I give you the script of a texting saga from yesterday afternoon. Photo included.
Feel free to gather your bff and recite this in a dramatic reading and if you want to add costumes and props I will be very impressed indeed!
Eric: I love that you pack me lunches, but you've been forgetting the spoon and fork.
Me: You said that you had stuff there!
Eric: No. Just knives, which made eating lasagna interesting.
Eric: Just teasing
Me: How rude!
Me: Rubbing it in. A dastardly deed. Got to put C. to sleep. Enjoy your meal.
Eric: See you spoon.
Me: Forkget about it.
Eric: Cutlery it out.
Me: I knifer will.
Me: This is a silly spat-ula we are having.
Eric: I wouldn't tray-d it for anything.
Me: I must whisk Cordelia off to dreamland. Talk to you ladle.
Eric: Tell her a shred time story for me.
Me: Alright. I love utensil.
OK, so tell me honestly you totally acted that out didn't you? If not it was your loss! Do you text?