And my sister says to me:
Bri: You look like Pocahontas.
Me: Good.
Bri: Why are you obsessed with Native Americans?!
Me: They're the best.
My mother: They're a very wise people.

Hahahahahaha.
I liked that.
So I downloaded "Colors of the Wind" and put it on and danced around. Breezy was officially annoyed.