YOU know what I meme.

Late last night was one of those times when just about everything was striking me as really funny. I sat in bed, reading by my little clip light, trying not to disturb Mike, who was about half-asleep, when I glimpsed my phone lighting up on my nightstand. I reached over and picked it up, and scrolled my latest notifications for a few minutes. The very thing you are NOT suppose to do when you are trying to wind down for the night:)

But like I said, it was just one of those times and everything was funny. We had experienced a bit of a "heightened" day at school, we teachers, going through the second part of our A.L.I.C.E. training, which prepares you for active shooter situations. We role-played several scenarios and, just being honest, it was a bit unnerving. Plus yesterday would have been my mother-in-law's 99th birthday! And even though we would not call her back to this earth and all its earthly pain and problems, we definitely still feel her loss, especially on days like yesterday. Between those two events, Mike was just slap-dab tired and there I was wired, reading, and laughing.

"Hey babe..." I whispered in case he was already asleep.

"HM??" Not asleep, just has his eyes closed.

I held up my phone. "Did you see the meme Mandy posted?"

"Meme? You mean mime?"

"No, a meme. You know what a meme is, don't you?"

"Well, sure." Eyes still closed, he acted out a MIME feeling out a wall. "But it's called a mime, not a meme."

Full out laughing by now, I made him open his eyes and look at the meme. "Okay. So that's a meme?"

"Yes! How can you not know what a meme is? Where have you been?"

"Oh, I don't know. Stuck here in the country, I guess. I don't get out much. Ride the tractor a lot. Haven't been traveling." All of this spoken in his best ever hillbilly voice.

"Whatever. You know what a meme is." I went back to my book.

After a few minutes..."I don't know what you meme." He mumbles. I laugh.

Another few seconds. "Okay, now you're just being meme."

I keep reading.

Very quietly, he continues to mumble, "Meme-while...."

It's so nice when you can end a stressful day full-out laughing with your best friend over...meme-ingless things, isn't it?

Overheard in Target:)

1) Several teenage girls as well as a couple of their moms were shopping in the sleepwear/lingerie department at Target. One of the girls, who appeared to be either finishing high school or an undergrad in college, stood between two racks of pajamas and held two different pair of bottoms high in the air.

"Heyyyy, Mooooom!" Her voice was loud and carried even though there was just the five of them, and me, in that section.

"Hmmm?" Distracted Mom didn't look up from the rack of robes she perused.

"Which of these is cuter?" The girl cocked her head to one side, obviously unsure what her selection should be.

Because I DO have a life and was in a bit of a hurry, I didn't even glance up; I just thought their convo was amusing.

"Welllll, I don't know. Depends on what you consider cute."

Inside, I applauded Mom. No, I hadn't looked up yet, but what a brilliant answer. Obviously she wasn't a huge fan of either pair.

"I mean," the girl was persistent, I gave her that, "which will be cuter, like, you know, if I need to run to the grocery store or something."

Shaking my head.

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2) About 20 minutes later, I stood on the vitamin aisle, debating between tablet Melatonin versus Melatonin gummies. A young boy - about 7 - perused the weight loss programs and protein powders at the other end of the aisle with his mom.

"Whyyyy are you looking at this stuff?" he whined. "YOU don't work out."

I promise, y'all, I did my best to hide my grin, but it was soooo hard! Mom pushed the boy on the shoulder, forcing him to move ahead of her and her shopping cart.

"Right? YOU don't..." he must have seen something in her face that halted his words. He said no more until they rounded the endcap of the aisle. "That was about to be the biggest put-down EV. ER."

Poor boy. He sounded so proud of himself.

Somehow I have a feeling it didn't take long for his afternoon to turn dark.

Verrrrry dark. LOL!!!

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3) If you are female, and have been an avid Target shopper for long at all, then you'll know exactly to what I refer when I mention the brand Gilligan & O'Malley.

Right before checking out, I spun through the leggings and socks area in search of my favorite kind of fuzzy-without-shedding, push down lounge socks. (NOTHING like them in these winter, all-you-wanna-do is curl up with a good book months:) An older, yet still teen-age employee moved about me, mumbling to herself and clutching a pair of socks. First she was on my left. Then on my right. Then asking me to excuse her as she knelt in front of me to check the SKU numbers on the bottom row of sock racks.

Finally, she let out an exhausted sigh, stood up, and strode (with purpose, mind you) over to an older, seasoned employee, working about 20 feet away in the shoe department.

She held out the socks as though they were poison. "I cannot find where these Gilligan Island socks are suppose to go!!"

Yep...me AND the older sales lady collapsed with laughter.

Y'all I NEEDED that Target run! Laughter like that is great for the soul!