December 2011
3 posts
Christmastime makes me fat.
and for the most part, I blame my mom.
Yesterday morning I got up, put eggnog in my coffee, had a few Christmas cookies, ate some candy she’s got placed THROUGHOUT the house, THEN I noticed a third of a cake sitting on the kitchen counter.
“where did this cake come from?!”
“oh I dunno, it was in the freezer”
So now, she’s filling this house with sugar just...
My mom does have a point.
[I'm showing her a striped scarf I'm knitting...]
Mom: Are you using wool?
Me: One of them is, the other one is acrylic
Mom: Well what if you have to wash it? They're going to react differently.
Me: Oh well I'll just never wash it.
Mom: What? Well what if...what if someone poops on it??
Me: What?! Who's going to poop on it?!