And I quote

In high school, my friends and I loved movies.  We watched them hour after hour, and memorized lines — or scenes — or entire films.  I remember way too much of it.

Of course, I have seen about 5 new movies in the last 5 years, so my repertoire is sorely out-of-date.  I try not to embarrass myself in public by spouting quotes from 15-year-old movies.  (Much better to do that on the Internet!)  Privately, I entertain myself with a near-constant commentary based entirely on dialogue from the lives of fictional people.

If I’m tired of dealing with problems, I tell myself “my report will read IDGARA.”

When Riya had to take dimes to school for a fundraiser, I restrained myself from calling it a dime bag in front of her.  Of course, I posted it on Facebook right away.  Robin (we are so lucky to have found each other) commented that it was a good thing it wasn’t full of oregano.

In response to John Edwards’ announcement that he actually did father a child with his … mistress? … we said, “Inconceivable!”  “You keep using that word.  I do not think it means what you think it means.”

A story on the news about someone who’s worthy of a Darwin Award usually prompts me to say, “Your boy’s … different … Ms. Gump.”

Every time there’s a non sequitur in a conversation, I blurt out (this one I just can’t help) “Cesar Romero was not Spanish!”

And, of course, I name my blog based on a scene from a movie.  Because, really, in the end, we are all fruit.


About Grape

I've got the world's best kids and husband. Great house, steady job. I'm living the American dream. The trick is to appreciate it. I'm working on that part.
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