Called my hoarding mother on the way home tonight. Amongst her monologue there was one gem....
"Did you know M&Ms melt?"
Um... Yeah, figured that in elementary school or so. Why?
"...[Sparing you, the reader of the obsessive detail of her eating candy, why she chose to eat candy, why she chose to eat THAT candy, what she was wearing, where she was, and what interrupted the task of eating candy- you are welcome!] ...And I dropped the stupid thing, and after searching everywhere for it, I finally decided the HELL with it, it will show up some day, and I went back to clipping coupons. Later I found it! Guess where it was? In my bra! And it had completely melted and I did not feel it and did not notice it. Now I have my new sports bra with a bit chocolate and candy coating colored stain, and it was expensive! Why I paid $12 at Walmart for that! And I had a mess all over me, and stuck to my chest... [again sparing you the description of the chocolate mess on her breast and nipple... GAH!]
How is it possible? And... Ewww. She was very offended when she learned I did not want to discuss her boob.
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