While yelling at the TV last night about how much politics sucks, I paused to say I felt sorry for my mom because my dad would be yelling at the TV about how much politics sucks. Eeeek!
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Proving that motherhood and a case of the crazies can have a positive outcome and that Diet Pepsi and Xanax do not cancel each other out
8 comments:
Oh shoot. I never thought that I might sound like one of my parents while I was yelling at the television! LOL
Ha! It is always scary when we begin to sound like our parents!!
Hugs
SueAnn
Oh my, I'm not the only one becoming my mother. And we thought we were above that! LOL
~Meems
heehee!
Thank you for stopping by my blog today Mimi! And thanks for commenting on my post. That was sweet of you to say.
I remember when I first realized that I was beginning to sound like my mother. At first I remember thinking "OMG!This can't be good!" Then the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I sounded like her because I was going through (and surviving) the same wife/mom/every person stuff that she did raising us, and thought to myself "I earned that right dammit!" LOL Kind of like some bizzarre right of passage.
Peace and Blessings,
Martha
ROFL....that was priceless...and so my father. Frank yells enough for both of us. I just sit there and silently read.
I'm so disgusted by it all that I can't even watch anymore!
HA! LOL
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