Monday, April 25, 2011


Remember when I was in Jr. High and it was cool for one disgusting teenage boy to "gleek" at another disgusting teenage boy clear down the hallway?

Remember? They'd open their big fat mouths wide like Steven Tyler (Steven? Steve? Steve-o?) and lift up their tongues and watch the spit strike out from under their tongues like a squirt gun. Boys were gross back in Jr. High.

Tommy doesn't know it, but he has the gift of gleek. He gleeks at me almost every time he opens his mouth.

So I have to wonder....can he also flick a penny at me hard enough to leave a welt?


  1. He must take after his uncle!

  2. Yeah, jr. high hasn't changed in all these years. It happened when I was there, and now gleeking is our son's most treasured skill. Ugh.

  3. Soooo, it took me about five minutes to figure out this post wasn't about Tommy being a fan of Glee.

  4. Lol. I still can't gleek intentionally. Only in the most inopportune moments.


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