On my voicemail, in regards to making contestant numbers for the town pageant I’m directing:
My Mom: “I’m so tired right now that I think we should just take a yellow sticky, slap it on their dresses, and be done with it.”
Conversation with my MIL:
Mother-in-Law: “I think I’d like a Diet Coke. You know, nothing quenches my thirst quite like a cold Diet Coke.”
Me: “What about Diet Ginger Ale? Didn’t you used to only drink Diet Ginger Ale?”
Mother-in-Law: “Yeah, I did. But I recently had a falling out with Diet Ginger Ale.”
I’m dying to know what this “falling out” was about, but some things are just better left to the imagination.
Like this:
Like Loading...
Related
I love your MIL…she needs a blog all of her own!!!