Friday, February 24, 2006

why i love my mother

Me: "So how's your weather today?"

Mom: "It's actually, ah, going to be seventy today."

Me: "{strangled cry of pain} That's...nice."

Mom: "But we go away next week, and it's only going to be in the sixties here while we're gone."

Me: "Ah."

Mom, desperately trying to change the subject: "So I've been thinking about what I want to get you for your thirtieth birthday."

Me: "MOM!"

Mom: "I know it's a few years away, but I need to start saving now."

Mothers: They always know how to make you feel better that your weather is crap.

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