Monday, April 21, 2008

So the other day - my dear dear wonderful mother was having a bit of a rough time.

First, I watched her putting away a cookie sheet... but instead of getting it in the cupboard she ended up dropping it on her head. THEN - as I watched perplexed - she opened up a bottle of Tylenol, tilted her head back and threw them in her face. She looked a bit shocked. She had expected eye drops... not too sure how you mix those up but she did. I'm all heart of course, I sat there clutching my sides with laughter while she picked up the spray of pills.

Sigh. I should have to pay admission to hang out with her.

10 comments:

B.E. Earl said...

That's like something out of a Jim Carrey movie. Well done, Mom!

Slyde said...

thats a great visual... totally made me laugh! :)

sprinkle4 said...

Okay, I know that I'm not supposed to laugh at other peoples moms but c'mon.....this was just TOO good to pass up! Especially the throwing of the Tylenol in the face...oh, I'll be snortin' at that one all day!

Real Live Lesbian said...

I'll take two tickets for this Saturday! Too funny!

Joe the Troll said...

Of all the times to NOT be filming......

Tamara said...

Hehehe... cool blog.

My own sweet mother, when out shopping for building supplies, asked for a dildo rail instead of a dado rail!

Hullaballoo said...

Awww, Elizabeth, your mother sounds almost as cute as you, That's such a funny description.

You have given me inspiration for my blog, thank you.

H
xxxx

elizabeth said...

Earl - I should try to sell the movie rights...

Slyde - should have been there

Sprinkle - no laugh - she already hit me in the back of the head for posting it so we might as well...lol

RRL - front row - just for you

joe - I know. I grabbed for the camera but a still shot wouldn't have come near it.

Tamara - welcome. Love the story about your Mum. Were you there - I would tell that at EVERY family function.

hullaballoo - I'll have to come over and see where it took you... ;-)

Tamara said...

I tend to tell my granny stories at family functions. My mom's mom is a real character. She had breast cancer many years back and wears one prosthetic boob. At my 16th birthday party I remember her having a bit too much champagne and then threatening to strap the boob to her head, climb on the table and dance the macarena in front of al my friends. I cringed at the time, but now I love that story!

elizabeth said...

Tamara - oh how much fun is that? I love that story!! LOVE IT.