My mom is crazy. Plain and simple. I love her to death but God knows that sometimes I just don't know what to think. For all of you wondering, my sense of humor comes from my mom but what was once funny has turned into plain crazy.
I while back I was speaking to my mom on the phone telling her how my roommate and I were such big drunks that we kept breaking our wine glasses and that we might need to start buying new ones. Somehow this preempted my mom to start buying me random cups or funny glasses every time she would go to the mall. Imagine my face when I opened a package she has sent me to find a Santa Claus cup (or chalice...I really don't know what the fuck is it)... in April. We must not forget the "Feeling Frosty" beer glass that accompanied it...in April.I didn't know I had created a monster. Apparently my mother saw it in her to fill our glass cabinet one way or another. So about two weeks later my mom called and tells me she had gotten us some glasses, to let her know when we receive them. A few days later I received the package and to my surprise they were quite nice. So I called my mom to thank her for the glasses and this is how it went down:
Mom: Hello?
Me: Hi Mom, how are you?
Mom: I'm ok...you know the sameMe: Well, I was calling to tell you that I received the package with the glasses. Thank you a lot, they are very nice!
Mom: Oh yeah...so sad for Mrs Annie....
Me: Ummm...what do you mean?
Mom: Well, you know how I had told you that my front neighbor Mrs Annie had passed. So after you told me that you needed wine glasses her son came to clean the house since they are selling it and told me to go in and grab whatever I wanted...
Me: What?
Mom: ...so I went in and grab you some wine glasses. I'm so glad you guys liked them
Me: What?
Yep, that's my mom! From then on I fear to ask her for anything since now I own wine glasses from an old lady that lies six feet under. I should probably take them to Antique Road Show, one might never know where this glasses came from!
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