After posting my blog entry Pictures and Music, my frienemy Kayla replied with a comment.
Kayla made me realize that by posting simple pictures and a playlist I was trying to be someone who I just am not…serious.
Senior year in high school, my other frienemy Heather asked me, “Becky, can you ever be serious?” I took offense to her statement because at the time I aspired to be a undertaker at a funeral home. After one week at my Undertaker Internship, I broke down laughing when an 109-year-old lady’s eulogy referenced her obsession with the children’s character Ronald McDonald. Of course it’s not funny and why shouldn’t anyone love Ronald. Being serious just isn’t me.
On a lighter note, I love ice cream. I love ice cream with lots of sprinkles. I love ice cream in bowls shaped like fish.
My favorite way to eat ice cream is to let it melt a little then stir and stir and stir it until it’s mushy. That is when it is perfect to eat. I get so sad when ice cream is over.
I brought this picture frame for my friend who just got initiated into his first Harlem gang.
ShaBAM. Goodbye Kayla.