I called my mother yesterday to share some exciting news with her.
"Hey Mom, guess what"
"You're pregnant"
"Um, no"
So she snickered, meaning that she knew she did something funny and wanted acknowledgement of that fact. Ha. Tables are turning.
"I can't get pregnant mom"
"What do you mean"
"I don't have sex"
"Yes you do"
"No mom, I don't"
"Um, well. Really?"
Ha. Got her. Seriously, why does my mom worry about me not having sex? Shouldn't she be a typical mother and worry about me actually having it. Such is the world of my mother.
"So you're not pregnant"
"Mom, no"
"Okay, I guess I will die with no grandchildren"
"Overdramatic much"
"I'm getting old"
"Mother, you are 58, not 80, there is plenty of time for baby making"
This conversation,. or one similiar to it, occurs frequently. My mom wants little bambinos, and she doesn't care if the are unwanted and/or illegitimate.
The BFF is so right... Thanksgiving, we will see how they like it.
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