Lather. Rinse. Repeat.

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1992: My mom sat downstairs, listening to Rush Limbaugh, doing jigsaw puzzles. I sat upstairs, reading Laura Ingalls Wilder books for fun after a snack of chocolate pudding.

2003: My mom sat downstairs, listening to Rush Limbaugh, doing jigsaw puzzles. I sat upstairs, reading Kate Chopin's The Awakening for school and snacking on chocolate pudding.

2009: My mom sits downstairs, listening to Rush Limbaugh, doing jigsaw puzzles. I sit upstairs, reading Kate Chopin's short stories for school and snacking on chocolate pudding, wondering how so little has changed since first grade.

Thursday's Child

Thursday's Child

I always sort of wondered what meaning the "Lather. Rinse Repeat." cliche would take if it was changed to "Leather. Rinse. Repeat."

It could be interesting.

Joy @ Big Time Fancy

Joy @ Big Time Fancy

Kate Chopin is fantastic.

blaez

blaez

true that!!! somethings are really nice when they don't change :-)

chris

chris

They say change is good. I say thbpfbffthbf.

Sanko

Sanko

Hahaha. I'm with Chris on this one. Letter for letter.

Andrea

Andrea

For me, it would be my mom laying on the couch, falling asleep to the news, but I understand how time doesn't change.