I'm easily amused. This morning my kids and I were early. (Miracle!) So I got my mocha early. There were plenty of parking spots, but for my own entertainment, I pulled my SUV between two Priuses. Even though I had to wriggle out of the car like a sardine, it was totally worth it! The guy was sitting in his car, chatting on his iPhone and everything. Score!
Don't get me wrong, I'm all for saving the earth and taking care of what God is given us. I'm just not okay with cliques and this one-size-fits-all way of life.
On another note about being easily amused. If you think I'm bad, you should meet my best friend. My DH cannot stand to be around the two of us because we've known each other since we were five, and we basically act that age when we're together. This weekend over lunch, Beth had an inspired idea. "Let's take the boys out bowling together."
If my boys were mortified with me swaying to "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me?", Beth and I together might be therapy-worthy. Hey, it builds character!
I ran into a teacher at my son's giant Jr. High and he asked my kid's name, but he said, "I probably won't know him." He did. He said, "Oh that Trey. He is the happiest kid. I love Trey. Always smiling, always happy, but why don't you ask him about the glue on the chair in woodshop?"
I think I've passed my easily-amused trait on.