Sunday, May 11, 2008

my mom, the joker

My mom gave me a sense of humor. She and I would practically wet our pants over mis-used, in appropriately used, mis-pronounced words. One time I was talking on the phone to a mechanic, asking questions, getting information about my car, which was in the shop. Mom was in the same room. I ended the conversation saying "I'll get right back on you with that" (meaning to say, of course, " I'll get right back to you about that". She was dying, couldn't even speak, she was laughing so hard. And there's no way you can't laugh when that happens. I can still get those hard, can't-stop giggles around her, even though we actually have a lot of heavy baggage.

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