Petara's Prerogative

I cannot stand it when people blast their music.  I should not be able to hear your music inside my house or car when my windows are closed.

Priya: I am going to have a baby. Tori: Do you know how? Priya: No, what do I do. Tori: You pray for a baby and when you grow up you get one. That's what I am going to do. Malachi: That is not how any of that works. Me to Myself: This is coming from the kid that we have had the talk with and is convinced we made stuff up to gross him out.

I like my pets more than I like most people.

Daughter: What holiday is on Monday? Me: Labor Day Daughter: So, everyone is going to get pregnant? Me:  😲 😳 😐

I am more excited about my kids going back to school, than they are about going back to school.  I try not to show it though.

I bite my nails.  It is a gross habit that I cannot break.

When I was about 7, a neighbor gave me a beautiful Easter egg.  I didn't want to eat it, because it was so pretty.  I put it in my fanny pack for safe keeping and threw it in my closet.  Of course, my closet was always a disaster.  Over the summer, my mom made me clean out my closet.  There was a funky smell that I could not describe.  Finally, I found my fanny pack and remembered the egg.  It was unrecognizable.  I promised myself I would never do anything like that again.  About an hour later, my mom was looking for the egg she had left on the counter to make cornbread.  I was heading upstairs with it wrapped in a blanket, hoping I could get it to hatch soon.