You mean me?

I think I have become one of THOSE people.

There are many different categories of THOSE people, but it's the strangest feeling when you realize that you are engaging in a behavior that is naggingly familiar.  You think about it every once in a while until you realize: it's familiar because you used to make fun of people who were like that.

THOSE people who say FELD instead of FIELD.

THOSE people who can't talk about politics without YELLING

THOSE people who sip their hot cocoa and can't keep from making a slurping sound EVERY TIME

Perhaps I'm too sensitive, but I think we all have some behavior that we witness among large groups of society and feel is especially odd.  When I first came to BYU, I remember seeing people who were eternally peppy.  People who owned a lot of pastel clothing and not one black shirt.  People who just HAD an un-ending supply of seemingly meaningless ideas for activity that you would never have thought of, but when you engaged in it, ended up being a lot of fun.

My husband and I paid off all of our outstanding debt in the last month.  Student loans, car loans, DONE! 

Life is too short to let something like that pass us by without celebrating, but we wanted to stick to our budget and not spend a huge amount of money.  Combine that with the fact that it's too cold outside to have many really exciting or beautiful out-door metropolitan wonders outside of Temple Square, and that the mountians don't have quite the same draw as the beach as far as celebratory picnics go...


We went to the grocery store and decided to join in and celebrate the Oreo's 100th birthday.  We had a party with Classic Oreos, Double Stuff Oreos, Blonde Oreos, and peanutbutter.  And it was a blast ;)

When I considered THOSE people back at BYU, I didn't realize that with enough time under the same circumstances as they had been raised that I would become one of them.  That I would understand it.  And REVEL in it!