AGENT MEO: CIA

i went to the “american” grocery store today. it’s not as close but i like it better and it’s not as crazy crowded. it’s called Villa Market and they carry stuff like marshmallows and dryer sheets and their cereal selection is a lot bigger. and guess what cereal i purchased? that’s right, Cap’n Crunch. and guess how much i paid for it in american dollars? ooo you were close… the correct answer is: nine bucks. but listen, it’s a really big box… and the Cap’n was taunting me in that blue sailor suit…

i was reminded of how much i watched (and still enjoy), the movie Tommy Boy. i was going to include a youtube video, but i don’t think it’s necessary. because in all honesty, there are some of you reading who know that movie as well as, if not better than, myself. and there are probably, oh, one or two of you, who put that movie on as background noise while doing other activities.

the other day, i mentioned to ryan how i’d make a good C.I.A. agent. here’s how THAT convo went:

ryan: [with a perplexed look on his face] “why?”

me: “easy. i’m stealthy, clever, i can get people to tell me things, i’m manipulative… AND unsuspecting.”

ryan: “ohhhh.”

me: “wait. what does C.I.A. stand for again?”

ryan: “central intelligence agency.”

me: “intelligence? well… maybe i’d be better in the mafia.”

ryan: “what??”

me: “you’re right. too much blood. but intelligent or not, i would so make a good secret agent person.”

and despite what my husband thinks… i really would. i wonder if they’re hiring…

in conclusion, the movie Baby Mama was pretty funny. it makes me want to… be tina fey (or amy poehler). what… did you expect me to say that it makes me want to have a baby? pshh. i still don’t even know how to fold the fitted mattress sheet OR make mac and cheese without carefully reading the instructions – i don’t think i’m ready for 4 kids yet (shh… ryan thinks it’s only going to be 3). though… i am voted “best mother (potential)” on facebook. and hey, if it’s on facebook, it’s true.