Tag: humor

And just like that, my Y2K baby has turned 20.

He was born in the final, waning days of 1999.

He loved to lord over his classmates that he wasn’t just a few weeks or a few months older than them, or a year older, or even a decade or a century older.

No, he was an entire millennium older than everyone else.

These are awesome bragging rights for all kids born in December of 1999.

And he still sometimes opens conversations with, “Back in the 90s…”

Because he was there.

For a couple of days.

Happy birthday, Kiddo.

I’m proud to be your Mama.

I took a quiz to find out who likes me.

The entire family laughed heartily.

“No one likes you,” they chortled.

I took the quiz.

The results?

“No one likes you.”

Stupid quiz.

My sons are grown.

I thought I was well past that stage in my life where I find weird items in odd places.

Apparently not.

Today I found a can of shaving cream in a bookcase.

What the heck?

I put it under the bathroom sink.

I my mind I can already hear the outrage.

“Who moved my shaving cream?”

The Grown Son was digging around in the freezer, looking for some ice cream.

He found two beers that Bob must have stashed in there to cool down.

They were frozen through and through.

Thank goodness they hadn’t exploded.

So of course I had to tell the Grown Son a story.

Long ago, when Bob was in high school, he exploded a six-pack of Dr. Pepper in my mother’s freezer.

He had put the drinks in to cool down, fully intending to take them out a few minutes later.

But he got distracted.

And disaster ensued.

I have NEVER seen my mom so angry.

The Grown Son thought this story was hilarious.

Bob, not so much…

For Thanksgiving, I made enough food to feed an army.

The idea was that I wouldn’t have to cook for the rest of the weekend.

But now here we are, less than 24 hours after the holiday, and they have eaten me out of house and home.

There is not one crumb left of our Thanksgiving feast.

And they want to know what we’re going to eat for dinner tonight.

Yep, I am definitely a Mom of Boys.