Overheard

Scene:
Last Monday evening, my kitchen, Fannie is cooking and Precious youngest is setting the table.

Fannie: “Only two places hon, dad is out of town.”

Precious Youngest: “He’s out of town? No one tells me anything. Where is he?”

Fannie: “Denver.”

Scene:
Last Thursday evening, my bedroom, Fannie is changing for a social engagement.

Precious Youngest: “Dad called. He’s on his way, but he’s late because his plane from DALLAS was delayed.”

Fannie: *blink* *blink* “What ever, at least I knew it started with a “D”.

Scene:
Last night, bottom of the stairs, yelling up to Precious Youngest.

Fannie: “I have GNO tonight, you’re on your own for dinner. But think about what you want for dinner the rest of the week. Dad is going out of town.”

Precious Youngest: “Where’s he going?”

Fannie: “Chicago.”

Precious Youngest: “Are you sure?”

Fannie: *blink* *blink* “Could be Cincinnati. But I’m pretty sure it starts with a “C”.

Precious Youngest: “Do you want me to text him? He could be in CALCUTTA for all you know!”

Gee honey, thanks....

Please cast your mind back and remember the sad tale of the Angel that used to sit on top of our Christmas tree. Well, in fact, she's still up there as I haven't had time to find a replacement. Which is what the Saint was thinking when he decided to "help out". The Saint is not the best shopper, so it should come as no surprise that when he looked for a replacement it was...well...not quite what I would have chosen.

She's carrying a wand AND a torch!

AND she's fiber optic!!

In many

Many

MANY colors!

And she comes with her own transformer!



She's going back tomorrow. Sheesh.

What the...?

Riddle me this: If you mention that it might be time to get a new mattress (preferably one of these) why would the love of your life point to a Bass Pro Shop ad in the morning paper and say "Wow, look at this - CAMMO!"???