I talked to my mom yesterday, and as I was hanging up with her, she said she was about to go online now. She's basically a computer nerd ever since she got her email address about two months ago. I sent her a quick email after we hung up because I knew she'd be excited to see she had a new one. This is the email I sent her: (Me and Keri are drinking tonight and decided we needed a theme. Russian Night is what she came up with, therefore we've been calling my mom "Rasputin" for the past few days. Makes sense, I know.)
Just thought I'd sent you an email, since you're a computer nerd now, even though I just talked to you. Get excited for Russian Night tomorrow! Love you!
This was the reply I got about an hour later, when I checked my email at work:
WHERE ARE YOU GOING TOMORROW? MAYBE i CAN JOIN YOU AND YOUR SEEESTER (i FORGOT HER NAME) AND HOWCOME I'M DIRTY OLD MAN ??
lOVE FROM YOUR MOMMA, RUPSEY
P.S.I finally figured out how to turn the caps off - didn't want you to think I was yelling my fool head off at you. Rupsey
The thought of her typing this (Keri said it took her about 20 minutes) and accidently hitting the caps lock, not knowing how she did it and trying to figure out how to turn it off is hysterical for me to imagine. Also, I love how she's taken to calling me "Natsey" and herself "Rupsey". I can just hear her saying "How come I have to be the dirty old man!" too. Who else do you want to be, Boris Yeltsin? This is probably funny to no one, since you don't know my mom, but good lord. It's shit like this that makes me love my mom. That and the fact she been feeding me for the past 21 years.
Have a good Spring Break bitches.