This is my Mother.

In the words of Jeff Foxworthy...."my children share these genes."

Simple Man

Conversation this morning with my husband:

We were talking about the fires in Australia and I commented that Australia was one place I had always wanted to see.

So, I thought I’d ask my husband if there was any place he’d like to visit, thinking I’d start a nice, informational, lets-talk-more conversation. This is what I got instead.

Me: What do you want to see?
He: Boobs.
Me: I’m serious
He: (tilted head, cocked eyebrow) How long have you known me?
Me: Never mind.

Living the Glamorous Life (aka He's a Banker)

I got this email from my husband last week.

"In 2 hours and 50 minutes, I have been called, Sweetie, Honey, and Blood Sucking S.O.B. My day is complete."

My reply? "Honey, you accomplished that before you left home!"

LOL
Oh come on! I was just kidding!!!

She Only Does it to Irritate Me

My mother. My wonderful, funny, crazy Mom. She has done more than her part in helping raise my kids. They love their Mammy more than the ice cream she feeds them for breakfast. I have to tell you though, that since the day my daughter was born, she has said that she looks nothing like me. All I've heard is how much both my kids look EXACTLY like Chris. (Albeit, Masen ACTS just like him, but that is another post...) She is the only person on the planet that has ever said my daughter does not look like me, and she says it repeatedly. I think she is only trying to see if, and how much, it bothers me.

SO...I post these pictures to show you, that even at 8 weeks old, she looked JUST LIKE HER MOMMY!

Deal with it Mammy!

Its in the GENES

My sister called me this morning and started the conversation with "Let me tell you what your parents did". I knew it was going to be good because they were now MY parents. So it seems last night, she called Mom on her cell phone and they were having a conversation about Mom and Dad being at Macy's ball game and Dillon has one tonight and blah blah, so forth and so on. A few minutes into the conversation, my Sisters cell phone beeped with a call waiting. She glanced at it and noticed it was Dad.

So, she asks "Mom, where is Dad?"
Reta says "He's driving".
Sister: "Ya'll are together??"
Reta: "Yeah, why?"
Sister: "Poke him in the arm and tell him you are on the phone with me."

LOL. And who says communication is the key to a long marriage?!

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