the mother, ben, and i went to dinner tonight at the ever so unique (insert sarcasm here) mimi's cafe. the clan gets together every so often for entertainment purposes only, quality family time in my family isn't so much quality as it is someone leaving in absolute embarrassment. case in point, my mom was discussing her upcoming girls weekend, "i hope they grabbed me a big unit, i need a big unit", to ben's utter shock and horror she just kept repeating big unit; he tried to escape by slumping further into his seat only to realize his face was smack dab in the middle of his mashed potatoes. i tried to tell her the perverse connotation, only to hear her say it's not her fault what people perceive things as. poor, poor ben...it can't be easy to have us as the women in his life.once again folks, you wonder why i'm a shit, when it can be so clearly blamed on genetics!
6 comments:
Let Ben know it's perfectly acceptable to be embarrased on a regular basis by your family. It's part of life or at least life as I know it. Women.
Ben could look at it on a positive note: at least the women in his family are busting at the seams with personality and are not the typical utah women who are hopped up on prozac and give the Stepford Wives a run for their money.
I'm dying over here with the BIG UNIT story, Family blogs are great!
Love this...and now I'll be singing Families Can Be Together Forever tonight while I'm driking.
Moms deserve big units too.
d: ben is more than used to it, he has come to expect it.
tyson: thanks, i think?
anon: family makes good funnies.
pants: that's awesome, next time you're in town wanna make a drinking game out of church songs?
annie: you're right, the mothers deserve even bigger units.
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