Back in September my mother and I were prepping for a Family Function. And we have a lot of those around here because we celebrate both the Jewish and Catholic holidays. But more on that another time.
Since we have so many Family Holidays I’ve really come to enjoy helping my mother. There’s so much work involved, no one should have to do it alone. And also, we make a great team. We’ve perfected the art of who’s in charge of what. Like, she does most of the cooking and I do most of the cleaning. She’s in charge of picking out what dishes to use, and where they should go, while I am in charge of setting them properly.
And we’ve also perfected the intricate dance also known as when to stay out of the other persons way. Which is totally-super-handy especially when you’re working inside of a small kitchen together.
The two of us were hard at work, like busy little bees, setting, cleaning, and cooking, when my mom suddenly called out for me from the other room. She was trying to decide on a particular table setting. Only I didn’t quite hear what she said.
And here’s how that conversation worked out.
Mom: “Hey, Meleah.”
Mom: “I think we should use these plates for the Hors D’oeuvres. What do you think?”
Me: “Um… You want me to do WHAT? With WHORES OVARIES?”
Clearly, I need to have my ears checked.
Because it really might be time for a hearing aid.
And this isn’t the first time I’ve heard something wrong. And I’m sure it will not be the last.
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