Cutesy don't cut it.

I love a turn of a phrase as much - sometimes more - than anyone. I love it when words come together in an entertaining, interesting and unexpected way. Just love it. Wish I was better at it.

But I loathe, detest, hate, can't stand how the current culture is kiddie sizing our convo. Heh.

Veggies.
Besties.
Hubbies.

I don't eat veggies (that's a whole 'nother story). I eat french fries.

You are not my bestie (and you oughta slap me if I even say such a thing). You my friend, girl.

And my hubby is not my bestie (are you hearing the ridiculousness now??) He's my MAN!

Cutesy ain't cute - it's...it's...makemewanttoscreamshutup dumb.

There. I said it. Whew.