So I was on the radio tonight. And during those 30 seconds, I swear I said, "Fantastic" no fewer than 10 times. "You got the right answer!" "Fantastic!" "You get a free travel mug!" "Fantastic!" "You're an idiot!" "FANTASTIC! But dude, I'm on the radio - and that's like - FANTASTIC!"
Seriously.
Nothing incredibly exciting - I was trapped in traffic trying to rescue Jay from the nightmare that was post-World-Series-parade Boston - and listening to Country 102.5 (I'll be damned if I can ever remember the call letters). The question for the super-duper prize? 1/3 of all people lie to their parents about this very important thing.
I assumed most of the callers were going to go for "their sex lives", so I went the finances route. After three times of getting through and "getting closer!", I finally nabbed it.
Apparently, a sad third of us lie to our folks about our jobs.
So he recorded our little conversation and the part where he tells me I get a fabulous 102.5 travel mug and that the fine folks at Dunkin Donuts were going to throw in a gift card - and then played it back a little bit later. It was funny to hear. I'm such a dork.
But whatever! I was on the radio - and I got free Dunkies to boot! FANTASTIC!
My name is erika-renee, but call me eka - pronounced "eh-ka." I'm suddenly somehow 32, though I still love pigtails and overalls and silly, happy things. I live north of Boston, and I'm happily married to 
I'm a mama!
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