Worthy of Repetition
This past Friday I returned from a trip to TN (thus why last week's blog post never got finished). I was able to catch up with friends I hadn't seen in years and had a great time. While I was there, I stayed with one of my friends and her parents. A couple days after I got there I started noticing that my friend, who's a couple years younger than me, had started singing a goofy song I had been singing around the house. The next day she started using a goofy name I called her. I have a habit of tapping the end of my nose with my finger when I'm thinking. The night before I left, I was talking to my friend and she started doing that. "What in the world?" I laughed. "I didn't show you that." "No," she answered. "But you do it all the time." I don't remember the next few minutes of the conversation because my brain was too busy. I remember thinking that "wow, I knew she was copying all that stuff that we tal...