As I pulled through Sonic today for happy hour with a level of excitement that is equal to a fat kid getting a cupcake, it hit me "I am my mother". Not just similar. But her - 30 years younger....
- I get a euphoric high from saving money
- I save room at EVERY meal for dessert
- Dessert could BE the meal
- I print off coupons like it's my job
- I plan meals around what coupon I have (free chips and queso at Chili's? Don't mind if I do)
- I plan working out around hair wash days
- When I laugh I do so with my entire body - like limbs flailing, doubled over laughter
- I have a bag of m & m's at all times.
The below conversation occurred the last time my mom was in town with our dog, Hershey Kiss after I tried to give her a blue corn chip and she turned her head and walked away.
"Mom, Hershey just snubbed PEOPLE food"
"She doesn't like blue corn."
"You're kidding me."
"No, she's watching her figure."
"You're ridiculous."
"She has to maintain her figure for the boys."
Someone said to me the other day "I bet your mother is more sane than you are though".
I assure you...she is not.
hahaa, thats really well written. Great ending on that one too!
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