I am thankful for many things. Not the least of which is my love for the 80's: The big hair, obnoxious shoulder pads and killer synthesized music. Pretty sure that will be the decade of choice in heaven.
So apparently I've spoken fondly of this time span on more than one occasion to my girls, because this happened ...
I took Megan shopping for some warmer clothes in preparation for her week of Outdoor Education camp in the mountains.
After showing the dressing room attendant our items, she looked at Meg and said, "Pick any room that suits your fancy."
Meg looked at me and I gave her the Don't say a WORD look.
Once we were in the dressing room with the door closed, she looked at me and whispered mockingly, "Pick any room that SUITS your FANCY." And started cracking up.
Me: Have you never heard that phrase before?
Meg: NO! Why, is that a saying from the EIGHTIES???"
Me: Ha!! No.
Later that night we were sitting at the table with my husband and sister, and Meg wanted to tell them about the oh so hilarious phrase she'd heard earlier that day. After she was done ...
Meg to my sister: My mom's favorite singer from the 80's was called Princess.
Me: PRINCE not Princess.
My husband then pointed out that Prince wore enough make-up and feminine clothing to be called Princess.
It was then MY turn to say, "Whatever."