Thursday, January 29, 2009

Mom. Gotta love her.

Phone conversation I had with my Mom about 15 minutes ago:

My neighbor is so cool! Y'know what she did?

No. What?

Well, she knows I've been crazed the last couple of weeks with the layoffs and stress and work and worrying and all that. So, tonight, she brought me a six-pack of beer and a roll of Nestle Toll House cookie dough with a spoon wrapped in ribbon! Isn't that cool?

You drink beer?

Yeah, I drink beer. The spoon is tied to the cookie dough with curling ribb...

I didn't know you drink beer.

I do. I'm 21, y'know.

I have never seen you drink beer. I'm going to bed. Good night.

Note to self: drink more beer when around Mom.

3 comments:

The Loss Adjuster said...

It might save you future calamity!

Lys said...

*LOL* That is too much!

~Elizabeth~ said...

Hilarious. And strangely, these are things we'll miss one day!

You've actually just reminded me of a similar conversation with my mom a few days ago...

Gotta love 'em. (well, we don't really, but why not)