"you know what I’m going to do when I’m dead? I’m going to wait until you’re my age and then I’m going to haunt your ass."
what I’ve learned this lenten season…
tipsy times with momma sue…
giving up wine during the week makes for some sloppy motherfuckers on friday night.
At the Elementary School’s Art Show…
I let Momma Sue borrow my thumb drive.
Me: If you lose that, I will punch you in the face.
Momma Sue: Not if I punch you in the face first.
Me: Why isn’t Sophia in this thing?
Momma Sue: They’re only allowed to make it in once.
Me: Oh, is that some “everybody’s a winner crap?”
Momma Sue: Yup.
Me: Don’t forget about your bread.
Momma Sue: What bread?
Me: The banana bread. In the oven.
Momma Sue: Oh…I didn’t.
Me: Um, you kinda did.
Momma Sue recalling our dinner last week.
Momma Sue: Michelle, you had a beer…I had a bottle of wine.
Bahaha. Yeah ya did.
Gave my mom one of these during spinning the other night.
She thought I was cheering her on.
Momma Sue: I wonder what Keri’s doing. We should call her at work.
Me: Um, I’m guessing she’s probably working.
Family breakfast times.
Aunt Elaine: How are you doing Shell?
Momma Sue: She’s depressed.
Me: What?! I am not.
Momma Sue: You look depressed.
Poppa Greg’s Words of Wisdom:
“Have fun this weekend. But don’t get too drunk. You know…keep your shit together. “
Bahaha. Thanks Greg. I’ll try.