I’m precious?

Turns out that bringing your own food to the bowling alley is a uniquely me thing.

I had my little cooler filled with good eats and about 1/2 way through the night, I whipped out the banana I had packed.

Everyone seemed to be focused on something else and I was just sitting there peeling the banana.

A few minutes later, this gal came up to me and said, “you’re just so precious! Sitting there, watching the world, enjoying your banana.”

Looking back, I can see how someone sitting in a bowling alley peeling a banana might be weird, but she straight up said I was precious.

Who would have thought?

May 22nd, 2008 Posted by Jessica | Life | 3 comments

3 Comments »

  1. YEAH you are preh-shus!! Banana-eater you.

    Comment by O Mama Mia | May 22, 2008

  2. We always knew you were precious!

    Comment by Shennie | May 23, 2008

  3. I can’t stand the word precious…because of that neeked little ickey man in Lord of The Rings.

    Did you know her?

    Comment by Connie | May 25, 2008

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