Tidbits

Here are just a few tidbits of things that made me laugh this week.

1. I yelled at my husband. This in and of itself is not all that funny, until you hear the context in which I lashed out at him. He had been traveling all week spending just two evenings at home. I'd been running after the kids all week and he decided to pick this particular week to judge what I feed the offspring for dinner. I decided it wasn't worth the fight and rolled over to go to sleep (it was about 11:30 and he's just arrived home for a one night stay). He then proceeded to stand next to the bed (on his side) and commence eating pistacios. First he bumped the bed as he leaned over to get a nut out of his baggie. Then he cracked the shell open with his teeth as he leaned back on his heels. Finally he plunked the shell into a metal pan typically used for popcorn. bump, crack, plunk, bump, crack, plunk... And so the cycle continued for what seemed to be about 30 nuts. Keep in mind I'm already irritated. I rolled over and hollered, "Seriously?! If you're gonna continue to stand there and partake in that nut buffet, then I'm sleeping on the couch!" It wasn't until I repeated that story to some co-workers (so they could feel the pain of what I put up with) when I realized how ridiculous the nut buffet comment was. HAH!

2. #2 is patiently waiting for her birthday to arrive so that she can have her new bike. She has exactly 8 more days. Her old bike was stolen (again) last fall and we decided not to go down to the police station to reclaim it. It was on it's way out and she needed a new one. A few days ago she volunteered to accompany #1 and #1's friend to the grocery store. It was dark and cold and the two of them were too chicken to go alone. They decided to ride bikes. Herein lies the dilemma. It's dark, they can't get to the back of the storage garage to get my bike, so #2 decides she can just ride #3's bike. Keep in mind that #2 is two years older than #3 and #3 has nearly outgrown her own bike. Laughing and giggling (as girls do) upon their return #2 bursts into my room to relive her adventure on the "clowncycle" (her words, not mine). Watching her reenact this and the word clowncycle (which she pronounces more like clown-cicle) just made me laugh.

3. My mother is in a state of depression. This is not funny. However, some of the things she says/does while in this lost state strike me as comical. We sent her on an 8 hour road trip to meet her siblings to go through some of their mother's things (she passed away last November). It has become evident that sending my 61 year-old mother out into the world alone is not a smart move. At one point on her trip she called my younger sister and here's their conversation - it made me laugh.

Keep in mind they are not even in the same state!

Sister - "Hello."
Mother - "How much longer until I hit I-70?"
Sister - "Um, I don't know, where are you?"
Mother (exasperated) - "(sigh) Oh, I don't know."

How do you answer something like that? I'm thinking of calling my sister on a daily basis to ask her if she likes my hair like this or if what I'm wearing matches and other crazy questions. Should we take bets on how long it takes her to change her number?