Friday, June 04, 2010

"OH BOO" circa 1977

I was taking some sort of class that year and my mother acquiesced to watching nancdaughter the eldest (nte) after school for but a half hour or so a couple of days a week.

My mother did seasonal work and would usually be getting home about the time nte would be getting off the bus. She would bring her inside her home, sit her down, give her a snack, turn cartoons on and go to bed and I would arrive a short time later to pick her up.

Worked out quite well until one day my mom said to me, "Could you PUHLEEZE ask nte to STOP throwing her banana peels under my dining room table?" I asked, "Huh?" Mom, "Yes, every single time I get up later in the day and there under the table is a banana peel - now you know I don't care if she eats all the bananas - just ask her to put the peels in the garbage." "Okay, mom."

"Nte, grammy wants you to put the banana peels in the garbage after you eat one instead of on the floor under the table, okay?" Nte with puzzled look on her face, "I don't eat grammy's bananas!" "Grammy says you're eating her bananas and throwing the peels on the floor." "NO! I'M NOT!"

Okay so I believed her - five year olds have usually not honed the art of lying so well at that age and I went to my mom and said, "Mom, nte says she DID NOT throw banana peels on the floor under your table." Mom responded huffily, "Well then, I'll just have to prove it to you by staying up and sneaking down the hallway and just watch her and then you'll HAVE to believe ME!" Whatever, mom...

A few days later and one of the FEW times my mother has EVER apologized to me, she ashamedly told me, "I'm sorry, but it wasn't nte eating and throwing the banana peels under the table. I snuck down the hallway and just watched and she sat in front of the t.v. watching a cartoon the whole time. Then Waffles (her favorite child - a dog, btw) got up on the table, tore a banana off the bunch, jumped down under the table, bit at the peel until it came off, ate the banana and left the dayamed peel right there!"

...oh boo...

Monday, May 24, 2010


here awhile back...

At church during the sermon, zgirl passes me a note on a notecard intended for her to take notes on the sermon which read:

"One of the ladies behind us is a gossip!"

...oh boo...


Monday, May 10, 2010


Photo courtesy Karma Free Cooking.

So, nancson calls home and asks pop to drag out his Croque Monsieur recipe.

I ask pop, "What did your son want?"

"He wanted me to get his ham sammy recipe out."

...oh boo...

Tuesday, April 27, 2010


TICK WARNING! I hate it when people post bogus warnings, but this one is real. Please repost this in your FB status! If someone comes to your front door saying they are checking for ticks due to the warm weather and asks you to take your clothes off and dance around with your arms up, DO NOT DO IT! THIS IS A SCAM! They only want to see you naked. I wish I'd gotten this yesterday. I feel so stupid.

...oh boo...

From one of my FB friends, Stephanie! She kills me!

Monday, April 26, 2010


Zgirl and her BF of nearly three years have parted ways. It didn't take long for a new one to find out she is now single.

So, they're in a conversation and she has some points she will not sway on and we are ever so thankful for her levelheadedness.

She asks him, "What type of extracurricular activities do you like?"

Him, "Oh, football and basketball."

Her, "You ever play golf?" (Prerequisite to being involved with someone in our family - a 20 year tradition)

Him, "Tried once and accidentally threw the club through a window." (Like THAT should count for something!)

Her, "I'm pretty sure that's NOT how you play." (HELLOH!)

...oh boo...