<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:57:25.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>verdadtalk</title><subtitle type='html'>Verdad talk are the true life conversations overheard by me in my life as a mother, lover, sister, daughter, co-worker, friend,ex-spouse and weirdo magnet in a big city suburb east of the Rockies and east of Eden</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-113117033972560429</id><published>2005-11-04T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:58:59.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago Bound</title><content type='html'>Me: What about the architectural tour on the boat?&lt;br /&gt;M:Oh, I have done that before. &lt;br /&gt;Me: Would you want to do it again?&lt;br /&gt;M: It was really interesting, is that what you mean?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I meant "would you want to do it again?" meaning I would like to do that while we are there.  I love the water and the boat tours typically.&lt;br /&gt;M: I would do it if the weather was nice, and Jane and Ric want to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmmmm....well, I would really like to see the Impressionist collection at the museum, and I guess that is the only thing I have my heart set on.&lt;br /&gt;M: Do you even know if it is there?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, but even if they have  loaned it out in it's entirety....I think I would still enjoy the art museum.&lt;br /&gt;M: (Sighs) Can you go by yourself?  (long pause)  I am kidding, honey. &lt;br /&gt;Me: You know, come to think of it, one of my fondest memories is going to MOMA by myself. &lt;br /&gt;M: What do you mean by that?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I mean, when I look back on my life, I have a very fond memory of spending TWO DAYS BY MYSELF AT MOMA IN NEW YORK CITY!&lt;br /&gt;M: Oh.  Okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-113117033972560429?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/113117033972560429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=113117033972560429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113117033972560429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113117033972560429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/11/chicago-bound.html' title='Chicago Bound'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-113077246466637659</id><published>2005-10-31T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:27:44.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume Malarkey Part Three</title><content type='html'>R: Mom, I don't want to be a Pink Power Ranger.  That costume makes my legs look skinny.  I want to be something like a girl costume.&lt;br /&gt;Me: The Pink Power Ranger is a girl costume.  I really like it.  And remember, we have some pink boots that looks so cute with it!&lt;br /&gt;R: I don't even like those boots.  (Fake cries)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Honey, it is way too late in the game to change your mind now.  You look great in that costume.  I practically think you are the REAL PINK POWER RANGER when you are wearing it, sweetie, don't cry. &lt;br /&gt;R: What game are you talking about, Mom?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I just mean it is too late now to change. &lt;br /&gt;R: (Cries inconsolably)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Listen, you could be an NBA player before the dress code?&lt;br /&gt;R: (Keeps crying)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Listen, I don't have any ideas.  Can you wear something from your dress up box?&lt;br /&gt;R: I wanna be Queen Esther.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Like from the Bible?&lt;br /&gt;R: Remember, I was Queen Esther at Temple Sinai preschool.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay.  Well, I am sure I can find that costume.&lt;br /&gt;R: I want to wear my flowered turtleneck under it and wear the Pink Power Ranger boooooots.&lt;br /&gt;Me: That sounds like a great idea!&lt;br /&gt;R: I want to wear a crown. &lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay.  I know where a crown is.&lt;br /&gt;R: I want to wear the soshanial make up that B has.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wha?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-113077246466637659?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/113077246466637659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=113077246466637659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113077246466637659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113077246466637659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/costume-malarkey-part-three.html' title='Costume Malarkey Part Three'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-113077190676215003</id><published>2005-10-31T07:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:18:26.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Costume Malarkey Part Two</title><content type='html'>F: Mom, this will be my fourth year being Slim Jim and I have decided it's time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You are leaving for the party in 20 minutes.  Too late.&lt;br /&gt;F: No, it's not, we can go to Party City on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Your father, not known for his overall spontaneity will not go for it.  But if he did, what costume are you looking at?&lt;br /&gt;F: The Ghostbuster dude.  It's an inflatable costume.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wow.&lt;br /&gt;F: It is only forty bucks!  Please, Mom!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Forty bucks!  How much did we pay for Slim Jim?&lt;br /&gt;F: I have already worn it THREE TIMES!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, we don't have time now.&lt;br /&gt;F: I really don't want to be Slim Jim again....please...Mom....call Dad....tell him we are running late.&lt;br /&gt;Me: No way.  Listen, why don't you be an NBA player before the dress code!  You can wear my afro!  Ben Wallace before the Dress Code!  I have a Texas Rangers jacket that is so funny--and a pimp hat!&lt;br /&gt;F: Mom, are you aware the Texas Rangers are a baseball team?  They were owned by George Bush.  Also, Mom, the pimp hat and boa of yours were trashed before you made it back from New Orleans....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, how about wear that and put a fake TV on your head?&lt;br /&gt;F: Mom, stop it.  Listen to me.  I had a dream where I was the Ghostbuster dude.  I think that it is part of my overall fate and destiny to wear a Ghostbuster costume.  &lt;em&gt;This year, Mom.  This year when  you make a short trip to Party City with your only son.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well, what about being a Ghostbuster next year?  We can buy the costume on the cheap on Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;F: You are impossible!&lt;br /&gt;Me: There is no way to go tonight.  Unless you can get your dad to take you.  But maybe before Monday....&lt;br /&gt;F:  Where is that Ranger's jacket?  And why don't you wear it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-113077190676215003?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/113077190676215003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=113077190676215003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113077190676215003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113077190676215003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/costume-malarkey-part-two.html' title='Costume Malarkey Part Two'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-113077140856913783</id><published>2005-10-31T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T07:10:08.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Costume Malarkey</title><content type='html'>B: (high and strident tone) Mom, remember the &lt;em&gt;professional &lt;/em&gt;white make up we had before?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I have no recollection of anything like that....what is wrong with that stuff from Target?&lt;br /&gt;B: MOM! THIS STUFF IS NOT WORKING!  I LOOKED UP SALLY'S PICTURE ON THE INTERNET AND IT IS NOT WHITE LIKE THIS!! HER FACE IS FLAWLESSLY WHITE!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Calm down.  That looks fine.  I mean, Sally is a cartoon character, from a movie, and obviously does not have normal skin to show through the make up.&lt;br /&gt;B: You have no idea what I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Uh, you mean "professional" make up?&lt;br /&gt;B: Yes! Where is it?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I don't know what you are talking about.  Please don't yell.&lt;br /&gt;B: Did you even look at the picture of Sally on the movie case?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Of course, I did.  That's is how I managed to find the Oh So PerFect Costume for you.&lt;br /&gt;B: Oh, Mom.  That is so sad.  All of the Sally costumes are the same!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really, they are not but I did look.  And I put  some of my boots that look like her boots in the bottom of your closet .&lt;br /&gt;B: Oh, Mom.  I already looked through your closet and didnt find anything that laced up like hers!&lt;br /&gt;Me: I put some perfect ones in your room.  Don't thank me now, Child.&lt;br /&gt;B: I totally trashed your closet.  You have every heel height of boot and short, tall, weird boots that no one would ever wear, except on Halloween, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bingo.  I got Emma Peel, I got Sally,  I got Storm...I got Laura Ingalls..Foxxy Cleopatra....&lt;br /&gt;BK : Please....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-113077140856913783?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/113077140856913783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=113077140856913783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113077140856913783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/113077140856913783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/costume-malarkey.html' title='The Costume Malarkey'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112957361081157970</id><published>2005-10-17T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T11:26:50.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beans Beans</title><content type='html'>CG: What kind of beans do you want with that?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmmm...I just think I want the pinto beans please.&lt;br /&gt;CG: You don't want the black beans?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;CG:  We got the whole or the refried pinto beans.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hmmmm...I think I want the whole beans....&lt;br /&gt;CG: Whole pinto or black whole?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dont want the black whole, (snicker) I want the whole pinto beans. &lt;br /&gt;CG: No one else got that today, ma'am.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.  Does that mean you don't recommend them or what?&lt;br /&gt;CG: They are my favorite!  Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, then.&lt;br /&gt;(Later...)&lt;br /&gt;CG: Tostada with refried black beans!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, I thought it was supposed to be pinto beans.....?&lt;br /&gt;CG:  I was just trying to make you smile. I thought you would know it was a joke because we had talked about it for so long. (Smiles, reveals gold tooth)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Don't joke around about food!  Got it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112957361081157970?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112957361081157970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112957361081157970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112957361081157970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112957361081157970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/beans-beans.html' title='Beans Beans'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112957319121355226</id><published>2005-10-17T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T11:19:51.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ree Vorced</title><content type='html'>R: Mama, when you get married again, how come they call it remarried?&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Re" means to do something again--like we say "repeat"....&lt;br /&gt;R: Repeat!  But what does peat mean?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I see your point.  I would have to see a dictionary to see where that "peat" came from!&lt;br /&gt;R:  I just want to tell you one thing, Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;R: Don't ever get reevorced.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I think that is a good idea!&lt;br /&gt;R:  Tell M!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112957319121355226?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112957319121355226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112957319121355226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112957319121355226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112957319121355226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/ree-vorced.html' title='Ree Vorced'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112940344005987860</id><published>2005-10-15T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T12:15:53.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What are You Doing?</title><content type='html'>Me: Hello, this is Laura&lt;br /&gt;TD: Hey, Laura its me! TD!&lt;br /&gt;Me: What's up man?&lt;br /&gt;TD: I am on a stake out. We had a shoot out with this guy a few weeks ago, and now we heard he is in this building--so we put some spikes in his tires and are waiting for him to come out.&lt;br /&gt;Me: WOW! Do you have on your vest?&lt;br /&gt;TD: Naw, but I got it with me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: It doesnt work on the seat!&lt;br /&gt;TD: Dont worry. Hey, what else is going on? Any new stories?&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think you need to be paying attention to what you are doing and not calling me.&lt;br /&gt;TD: I know, but I put spikes in his tires. He cant go anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh. Well, what else is going on?&lt;br /&gt;TD: Just a lot of crack heads, going in and out.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, okay. Well, I am nervous about the vest.&lt;br /&gt;TD: (Cranky) Listen....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112940344005987860?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112940344005987860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112940344005987860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112940344005987860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112940344005987860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-are-you-doing.html' title='What are You Doing?'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112940313122368613</id><published>2005-10-15T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T12:05:31.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gee You In?</title><content type='html'>Me: Oh, we need to go back up to the counter to put cream and sugar in our coffee...&lt;br /&gt;AN: Well, I dont want to carry my damn purse up there.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Just leave it.  No one will take it.&lt;br /&gt;AN:  It has my Gee You In in it! If my Gee You In gets stolen, I will lose my damn Jay Oh Bee.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay, I will bring the cream and sugar over here and you can do your own and guard your Gee You In!&lt;br /&gt;AN: Youre just jealous, because you dont have a Gee You In. &lt;br /&gt;Me: True.  Hang on.&lt;br /&gt;AN:  Dont feel bad.  Dont get caught moving the cream and sugar.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You can shoot the guy if he gives us any guff.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112940313122368613?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112940313122368613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112940313122368613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112940313122368613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112940313122368613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/gee-you-in.html' title='Gee You In?'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112938947307803101</id><published>2005-10-15T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T08:17:53.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Year Old Angst</title><content type='html'>R: Mama, how many more years you got than I got?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Are you asking me how much older I am than you are?&lt;br /&gt;R: No, I wanna know how many more years you got than I got!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Thirty four or so.&lt;br /&gt;R: Does that mean that you gonna die in 34 more years?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. It does not necessarily mean that.  It does not necessarily mean that I am going to die 34 years before you do either.  You could live a very long time.  We just don't know!&lt;br /&gt;R: But probably, right?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Probably what?&lt;br /&gt;R: Probably you gonna die before me!&lt;br /&gt;Me: YES!  YES!  We hope that is how it works!  That is the way it is supposed to work.   &lt;br /&gt;R:  Then what?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Good question!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112938947307803101?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112938947307803101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112938947307803101' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112938947307803101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112938947307803101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/five-year-old-angst.html' title='Five Year Old Angst'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112938891526454516</id><published>2005-10-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T08:08:35.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/48/8329/640/Mark%20and%20Laura%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/48/8329/320/Mark%20and%20Laura%20010.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me and that is M's nose and top of head.  We are trying to keep him as anonymous as possible &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112938891526454516?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112938891526454516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112938891526454516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112938891526454516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112938891526454516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-me-and-that-is-ms-nose-and-top.html' title=''/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889397.post-112938790556701562</id><published>2005-10-15T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T07:52:40.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teenage girl conversations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A: You have black lips!&lt;br /&gt;B: I do? Is it marker or lipstick or what?&lt;br /&gt;A: Neither, you just have black lips....&lt;br /&gt;B: What? What are black lips from? What are you saying?&lt;br /&gt;A: Your lips are like a black person's lips...(A is AA or black, depending on who says it. )&lt;br /&gt;B: Oh, you mean big lips! Yeah. I have really big ones. My dad does too. My mom and my brother have perfect lips.&lt;br /&gt;Me: We do not!&lt;br /&gt;B: and R (her little sister) has cleft lip!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889397-112938790556701562?l=verdadtalk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/feeds/112938790556701562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889397&amp;postID=112938790556701562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112938790556701562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889397/posts/default/112938790556701562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://verdadtalk.blogspot.com/2005/10/teenage-girl-conversations.html' title='teenage girl conversations'/><author><name>Mama Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04213257731533711839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
