Snuggie Texts Part II

The response to last week's Snuggie Texts post has been very entertaining and unexpected, getting near 100,000 views in the last six days. Many of us wondered whether Jane would eventually see the post. Yesterday morning while attending a family Christmas breakfast party I received a text from the same unknown number. Below is our text exchange, which took place throughout the day. Please share it via Facebook or otherwise and feel free to like our facebook page. I love you Jane. Keep being you.

Enjoy.




Jane:

So I've seen your blog.

Eli:

Which blog?

Jane:

The it's stranger blog.

Eli:

Is that the mom blog or the pet blog?

Jane:

You know which one I'm talking about. The one with my text.

Eli:

? A blog you've written? Can you send me the link?

Jane:

I'm talking about my text messages.

Eli:

What about them?

Jane:

Rrrrr. I saw your it's stranger blog with my text messages that I sent and your ridiculous texts about snuggies.

Eli:

Oh! Yes. Wait. Who is this?

Jane:

Jane.

Eli:

Oh hey Jane! Did you end up going with the snuggies?! After I thought about it, I changed my mind about the kitty pattern. Plain white with their initials would probably be more "Beth" (you know how animal patterns make her skin look).

Jane:

I didn't want to go halfsies on just one word block. I wanted to find a bunch of cute ones painted different colors that they could decorate their place with.

Eli:

Oh. Tell me more about this wood block idea?

Jane:

That's all. It seemed like you were teasing me about snuggies because you thought my idea was stupid. I don't think it's stupid and I think you misunderstood that I didn't want to get just one.

Eli:

Did you happen to find any that say "Self Control?"  I'm looking for one of those. (For a friend).

Jane:

No. This is so frustrating.

Eli:

I get it Jane. This actually reminds me of this time I tried to buy word blocks for a friend who was getting divorced. But instead of "hope" and "faith," I was looking for blocks that said "despair" and "better luck next time." How frustrated I was when the store had apparently sold out of them, as there were none, and only had a bin full of "it takes a long time to grow old friends" cross-stitched pillows and Wilson Phillips single "Hold On" cassette tapes.

Jane:

Whatever. You think my gift idea was a joke and that's fine.

Eli:

Not at all!!! I think you were totally serious about it!

Jane:

I mean you think it's a lame gift.

Eli:

Oh. In that case, yes.

Jane:

So why do you think it's such a dumb idea?! It's not an uncommon decoration gift . . .

Eli:

Oh, a lot of people joke about wood blocks. But I know a lot of people like them and I just thought maybe you were joking. I don't know you very well, obviously, so I don't know your sense of humor.

Jane:

That's just what I said about snuggies.

Eli:

Really? We must be very similar. My mom told me as a child that I have a twin that went with my dad when they split in 80s. Any chance your dad told you the same story? (For the record, my mom often led me astray. She also told me to stand up to bullies).

Eli:

I always hoped to meet you at summer camp and do a switch-a-roo. Of course since you're a girl, we would have to do more than cut your hair and pierce my ears.

Jane:

I doubt we would have been friends at summer camp.

Eli:

Well obviously not at first! But after getting into trouble for pulling pranks on one another we would have concocted a plan to switch places with the goal of reuniting mom and dad. I also know a great song we could have performed called "Let's Get Together" but we would need go-go boots and a baker's dozen of hula-hoops to do it justice.

Jane:

I bet you're cracking yourself up. My friend showed me the blog. So weird.

Eli:

Oh, now are you talking about my mom blog? I have a confession: I don't actually have kids. I just find photos of trendy looking toddlers online, post their pictures, and then make up stories about all of the cute things they've done like cleaning the bathroom without being asked.

Eli:

Also, occasionally I post about how hard it is to hold a job down at the quarry, attend AA meetings, bathe the Queen of Colors, etc., while raising 5 children. Which is also not true. It's not that hard. Or probably wouldn't be if I was doing those things and had help. Also the Queen of Colors died in a very unfortunate incident involving my sister's hair and a machete in 1987.

Jane:

Huh? I don't know what mom blog you're talking about . . .you know I'm talking about your stranger blog.

Eli:

Sorry! Where are my manners??! It's at eligetstobeamommy!.blogspot.com

Jane:

That link pulls up nothing.

Eli: (About 1.5 hours later--after realizing Jane was actually going to attempt to access the site)

Oh. Try it without the exclamation mark. eligetstobeamommy.blogspot.com

Jane:

Did you seriously create an entire blog as a joke? Where did you get those pictures?

Eli:

Ok. So maybe it's not all "cutsie" like some others out there. I'm a working single mom. It's the best I can do. And it's the only place I can go and talk about the real issues I face. Or the issues I would face if that was really my life.

Jane:

You are so confusing.

Eli:

Check back later. My oldest, Fortify, just wrote the cutest Haiku about me that I hope to post tonight! (Hopefully I post it on my blog before she posts it on hers!).

Jane:

This is all going to end up on your blog again, isn't it . . .

Eli:

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~It Just Gets Stranger