Funny mom texts-AKA texts gone wrong

The time has come to publicly address a personal, ahem, problem.

My texting.

It has come to my attention that everyone I know struggles with my texting.

I really don’t see the problem.

You may find this hard to believe, but countless friends- concerned friends, have taken me aside to let me know I need help. (read more funny mom texts here)

They mock me, saving my texts to show each other (and me) how they get worse instead of improving over the years.

The irony is that I am an excellent speller in real life. I proipjmise.

If only you could see me, struggling to get the words correct. Yelling frustrated modified curse words through the house.

“No, I mean frustrated, not futon. No,not friendship… frustrated. No, FRUSTRATED!”

My kids told me this, so I know it must be true

I seem to have a defect that auto-fills immediately upon pressing the SEND button. The internal flaw and people rave about iPhones.

Hmphh.

Upon further review, I just don’t see what the problem is.

This clearly states, “Husband, please pick up my prescription at Walmart on the way home. We can grab you pants.”

Perhaps I am ahead of my time…

If this made you chuckle, how about sharing with a friend? Laughter is good medicine. (if you need a little more, come see how I “learned” that the Heimlich and mouthwash do NOT a good joke make)