Three Little Words

You've. Got. Mail.

I'm sitting here watching eat for the gazillionth time. Eating leftover Chinese food and doing homework.
I honestly cannot tell you how many times I've seen this movie.

I want to go to New York in the fall.
I would love it if someone sent me a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils, especially if they threw in some Scotch tape.
Even for me, a non-coffee drinker, Starbucks provides not only a drink, but a defining sense of self.

While walking to school the other day, I was listening to the soundtrack. It was on shuffle, but I realized something, something almost ridiculous. As each song would come up, I would instantly know what scene in the movie the song was on. I could quote most of the scene.

My mom loves this movie as much, if not more than I do.
We quote it in everyday life.

Last Thanksgiving I got a text from her.
It simply said "Happy Thanksgiving!"
Now, most people would say something like "Thanks! You too!"
Not I. My reply?
"Happy Thanksgiving... back..."

When I had a question for my mom, her reply was
"The Godfather is the answer to any question."
No, I haven't seen The Godfather, but all the best lines are a part of You've Got Mail.

I am a lot like Kathleen Kelly.
I know that daisies are the friendliest flowers.
Putting up more twinkle lights will make everything better.
When I get frustrated or upset with someone, my mind goes blank and I can't think of anything to say.
I love the Shoe books.
And Betsy, Tacy, & Tib.

I love this movie.

"Don't cry, ShopGirl, don't cry.
I wanted it to be you. I wanted it to be you so badly."