not the coolest 5th grader

i was sitting beside someone on the bus the other day when i was leaving duke and they had a magazine with hulk hogan's family on the front.  my first thought was they were looking at a wrestling magazine and it reminded me that i used to read those.  and i used to collect wrestling cards.  i remember exchanging cards with one of the boys in my 5th grade class.  apparently i was a total loser.  which then reminded me that i used to be totally obsessed with bookbags.  i was always coming home with a new bookbag that i had traded with someone in school.  how weird.  

on the subject matter of wrestling....the younger grandchildren (T$, me, pj, and bennett) all wanted to watch wresting during sunday lunch at grandma's.  the older grandchildren all made fun of us for watching wrestling.  so there was always a race to the remote control to see who got to determine what we watched that day.  

on thursday i saw 3 different people that started crying as soon as i walked into the room to talk to them.  i think it was the weather that made everyone feel a little bit worse that day.  the following day i was looking for my keys so i could leave to go to duke.  i found them still in the door.  i had my door locked from the inside with the chain pulled, but i had left my keys in the door.  i'm an idiot.

i understand if you cry reading this blog....it is pretty terrible.