two words

so mom and i were talking last night about study abroad and money stuff... yes, an exciting topic, indeed...

well, it looks like this semester might cost a little more than anticipated. "might" is the key word here, we're really not sure yet, as it's the first time any of us have been abroad for a semester (let alone in three different continents, so this is really a time of learning for us all). talking about who's going to put money in what account, when, and where, and where that money is going to come from in the first place, i suggested that a quick trip to amsterdam could mean some quick and easy money for me (*ahem*... hello, street corners) once i hit europe. not so amused by the idea, mom, with her best teacher face, said simply, "that's not even funny." whoops.

later, while she was being her typical pianist self at the-- well, piano-- i approached her, gave her a hug, and said, "everything's going to work out just fine." w/o skipping a beat, she responded, "i have two words for you: sugar. daddy."

that, friends, is why my mother really rocks my world.