Wednesday, September 9, 2009


GRAMMY: So how was the boy’s first day of school?

ME: Not good. He fell in a puddle getting off the school bus and got soaked. I had to bring him dry clothes. Why did it have to rain?

GRAMMY: Oh, Karma, maybe?

ME: Oh, Grammy. You’re not still mad about that, are you? We’ve been over it and over it and . . .

GRAMMY: Calm down, Barbara. I was just kidding.

ME: Oh. Sorry, Grammy. For a minute, I thought you were still mad. So. Did I tell you Julius decided to help out yesterday by ‘washing’ the sofa? With lemonade.

GRAMMY: Really? Maybe he thought the lemonade would make it smell nice.

ME: You know, Grammy, that’s exactly what he sai . . . Grammy!

GRAMMY: Seven minutes and twenty-eight seconds, Barbara. If it happens again, I’m gonna teach him some fancy wiring.

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1 comment:

I'm Jet . . . said...

Well, it's certainly good to have a skill . . .