...My mother, ladies and gentlemen.

[wordinista]

Mom:  *calls*

Me:  *is having lunch.  nearly chokes self trying to swallow mouthful of sammich to answer so I don't have to hear another lecture about how I never answer my phone. (because my mother calls when I am either IN THE SHOWER or WALKING THE DOG I swear)  I proceed to explain to mother that I am  having lunch*

Mom:  *makes clear that I can keep on lunching, and plz to continue eating*

Me: *omnomnom*

Mom:  *...proceeds to engage in conversation at me (this is pretty common for us)*

Me:  *omnomnom*

Mom:  *asks me questions that require an actual answer composed of words rather than thoughtful silence*

Me:  *is eating.  MOUTH IS FULL.  thoughtful silence is all she gets until I manage to swallow another mouthful of sammich.*

Comments

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

Is it wrong to laugh?

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

...

Normally I would say yes, but she just called back, and my mouth was full again.

So no. Go ahead and laugh.

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

I think it's only right to tell you that I already did.

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

I love my mother.

But she occasionally drives me batty.

BATTY, I SAY.

[rya-kelley.livejournal.com]

*chokes on laughter as she tries to appear sympathetic*

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

YOU DON'T FOOL ME!

[patchcat.livejournal.com]

Okay, first, your sound effects about killed me. Second, why is it that mothers will always call you when you're eating, with out fail?

[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

I am not even kidding when it comes to my mom's timing. She calls when I'm walking the dog, she pops over when I'm in the shower, and one PARTICULARLY MEMORABLE TIME, she rang the doorbell when the resident married couple was planning to do the sort of thing married couples DO. (We had gone out to dinner for our anniversary. And she... came over afterward to see how it was. I... I have no words. I mean. I just. No words.)

My mother's timing has become a punchline around here.