So many times we get
subjected to conversations that we might not want to be part of, but sadly we
have no choice. People sometimes talk loud, or include you in their
conversation whether you want them to or not. Sometimes when this happens to me
I love it, others…not so much. Either way some of these conversations have
stuck with me enough to make it into my ramblings here. I named my blog ‘A Day
in the Life.’ Well, here you go. These are conversations from different days of
my life, and I hope they will bring a smile to your face.
Unfortunately the
Charmed One has had some death in the family over the past few months. A recent
phone conversation went something like this…
Charmed One: “So they say mom.”
Charmed One’s Mother: Sigh. “I’m just saying.”
Charmed One: “Ma, have you designated yourself
to be the third?”
Charmed One’s Mother: “Well, I’ve been shopping
around because I don’t want you kids to get stuck. Ya know?"
Charmed One: “Mom, have you been coffin shopping?
Do they have like a Coffins-R-Us? I seriously think you have too much
time on your hands.”
We took my mom on a
cruise a few years back. The whole experience provided many unforgettable
moments. One is from my mom. Sorry mom!
The morning we were to set sail we left the hotel and
started the long process of boarding the ship. We finally made it to our room
and started to unpack. Excitement rang through the air until…
Mom:“Where’s my money?”
Curious looks ensued from both the Charmed One
and myself.
Me: “What are you talking about mom?”
Mom: “My money! Could it have fallen out of my
sock from inside my shoe?”
A frantic frenzy ensued with mom and her sock.
Charmed One and I in unison: “No!”
I overheard the next
words come from two ladies walking past me the other day.
“Flip flops are the glass slippers of the south!”
The Charmed One was on the road this past week. I received a
text asking me to send a picture of the Buffalo Bills shrine. I simply
scratched my head because I knew of no such thing. A while later the phone
rang. It was no surprise to find it was the Charmed One asking me about the
picture. “I have no idea what you are talking about,” I stated. The Charmed One
stated that in the corner of the office was a Buffalo Bills shrine. (That’s the
Charmed One’s favorite football team.) I walked in to find the smallest of
tributes to the team. There sat a helmet, a framed holograph ticket, and an
unopened box of cards. I started laughing uncontrollably. So much so that tears
found my eyes. I do believe that is the world’s smallest shrine! J
Have
you heard, or overheard, any good ones lately? Care to share? Have you ever
heard of anyone bargain coffin shopping? Or carrying money in their socks? Do you think my mom’s will forgive me
for this blog?
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