My mom is freaking hilarious. When I was little, she used to make this face, I don’t know how to describe it… it kind of looks like a jester. I would ask her to make it all of the time and then I would just crack up.
She was notorious for dancing down the Ruby Tuesday’s salad bar. At the time we were embarrassed but now when I look back at it, I can’t believe she would start doing the “Walk like an Egyptian” dance in the middle of a restaurant. It is pretty hilarious.
She would crank up the Rolling Stones in her car and we would ride around singing at the top of our lungs and rock back and forth as fast as we could to the beat. She trained us to know all of the classics and would quiz us on the names of the band and lead singer when any classic rock song came on the radio.
We used to go to the beach several times a week. My mom is defiantly a beach bum and Jenna and I grew up baby beach bums. We would stay at the ocean all day, snorkel, find shells, and go on adventures. Sometimes we would go lay in this lagoon and pretend we were Balou the bear. Then on the way home we would play the “honk” game (you know where you make a motion to someone driving (usually truck drivers) to honk their horn. Mom would slow down and speed up to help us get the drivers attention. One time she kept driving past our house so that we could reach our goal of 50 honks.
One of my favorite stories is when she would take us to the back 40 and we would trespass into the cow field to find my dad’s golf balls. She instructed us to tell the cops, (if they ever came since we were trespassing) “We speak no igle, you have a very nice hat!” Now we did live in Ft. Lauderdale, so it wasn’t too far-fetched but we both had Blonde hair and blue eyes…for some reason I doubt the cops would buy it. HA!
So as you can see, I had a very entertaining (to say the LEAST!) childhood.
Well my mom sent me a text last week and it CRACKED me up. I thought I should share. She had my dad set-up her Chemo appointments to alighn with her soap operas. She figured if she was sitting around for several hours at a time (I think it took 5 hours) that she should…at the very least, enjoy a good soap. The message said, “Dad set my Chemo appoint up so I could watch my soap while I was there, isn’t he a doll!?” hahaha! So I am glad to hear she is making the best out of everything. She seems to be holding up great after the first phase of treatment.
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