My name is Ashley, and my mother is a blogging idiot...

My mother is a blogging idiot.

She is apparently, now "cool and with it" (this is a direct quote). Mind you, I've always thought she was cool, but watch out world, Wubycomebackandseeus has a blog and can now post her thoughts on the world wide web. I've been reading her most recent posts and they are, to say the least, entertaining, much like she is.

Anyway, onto the meat of today's story. So I was driving, minding my own business... being a good girl, when I get a phone call that went thus:

"How do you spell Baconator?"

short pause while I process this odd question.

"You mean like Terminator, but with bacon on the front?"

"Yes," she answers

"I imagine that would be bacon with a-t-o-r on the end."

"Okay, that's all"

This kind of question isn't really all that odd between the two of us, so I just laughed and kept on driving... minding my own business.

A few minutes later, I get another phone call.

"How do you spell propeller?"

I proceeded to tell her, and figured these questions could lead me to only one conclusion. My mother was blogging again. This is really a new realm for her, but she's been moving this way slowly but surely for a while now.

She got a myspace, and had friended everyone and their dog. She's been doing other tech type things too. Got her very own digital camera and most recently, a really nice mp3 player. If I'm not careful she'll surpass me in the tech department... Though, in all honesty, that's not hard. I generally have to ask my dad for help with any thing with buttons and circuits.

Oh well, it seems my blogging idiot mother and I will be dueling it out in the tech department until the end of time.

Tune in tomorrow (or next time I get to it) for: The Army and Me... and Ryan