At Disneyland the other night…
Me: "Hey, that blond lady looks like Cristina."
Them: (eye-rolling, full-body complaining ensues..) "Not again, Mom! Who’s Cristina?"
Me: "She’s like the Cuban Oprah, but that’s not important right now."
Me: "Ahem. . .not brides… those are fifteen-year olds, celebrating their dream quinceañera with CRISTINA SARALEGUI here at Disneyland." (the blond lady from earlier – I was RIGHT!!)
Them: "You always know such random stuff."
Me: "I know. It’s a gift. . . and a curse." =D