Inevitably after i have a baby i go through a little post-partum and i think i am going through it now. You can put your phone down now i think i get it a little different than most people. I don't think I get depressed, just unmotivated. I become a hermit. Anywho, feeling this way made me remember something from my childhood that was so funny. in the cute town i grew up in there was a phone service kids could call if they were lonely or needed a friend. it was called "phone pal". isn't that a fun idea? i can just see the marriage and family majors now cooking up this great idea..."i know we'll start a helpline in our apartment and we can take turns answering the phones helping kids out...we can count it as our internship and the ladies will be impressed with our kid skills." little did they know that a girl from orem would monopolize their plan to "heal the world" one phone call at a time. i had to have been about 10 or 11 and a friend told me about it. you just called, told them your problem and they talked you through it. I immediately went home and told my brother, Sam. We then began calling all day with new scenarios. "Our mom was at the grocery store and we were scared...A friend at school wouldn't talk to us anymore.., etc." The "phone pal" would then tell us he was some kind of superhero and he would help us be brave or he would be our friend. Sam and I would cover the phone and giggle and laugh. It didn't take too long for them to catch on. I remember running out of ideas and calling with the infamous "do you have breasts, this isn't kfc?" classic prank and getting an ear full. It kind of ruined the fun when we realized we had crushed the dream of a well intended 21-year-old RM. I guess I was kind of a little *&!@ for pulling such a prank but even at that age how could you not resist? If karma is real I am sure this is why i suffered in High School with bad skin...i just know it.
ang
ps what ever happened to prank calling? have the cell phones taken away this fun activity?
4 comments:
hey did you go private or something, my updater thingy doesn't tell me that kinda stuff.
so congrats on the baby! he's adorable.
we should have called phone pal that one time when you and sam got in a bloody and i dramatically shouted for someone to dial 911 (really what was wrong with me? i vote for some kind of dramatic birth defect which i've managed to overcome.) maybe they could've talked us through the blood cleanup.
Angie, I lost your blog site a while ago, so glad I found it again. Nolan is adorable. I'm so happy for you. If we get the chance to come out this fall I need to stop by. My sister is starting BYU this fall, so I have an excuse. But of course with a new baby arriving next week I don't know what the chances will be. Congratulations. I still love your funny stories!
You are hilarious. I did my fair share of crank calling in my day. I think it's caller ID that took away the fun, however, plus *69... Too bad too, it used to provide hours of entertainment!
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