keep passing the open windows

My husband has a 1-800 number for work that is very close to one of the American Idol voting numbers (number 12 to be precise).  The last two nights he has recieved at least a hundred calls during the hour or so after the show is done airing.  He has started answering his blackberry during this time with the phrase ”Vaginal wart remover” just to see what people will say.  It’s quite funny to hear people’s puzzled responses. ”Ummmm… American Idol?”  “No, you’ve reached vaginal wart remover.”

This morning my son (13 years old) had a Kool Aid mustache on his upper lip and a zit on his nose. It was the perfect visual representation of him right now… caught between the joys of childhood and some of the misery of being a teenager.