An Actual Conversation: Funny Girl

My mind is going.  Many of you are probably thinking, no kidding asshat.  I seriously get lost half the time I get into the car (and call Husband, Gwen, Jane or Wendy to navigate me where I need to go via phone).  The reason I have nicknames for my kids is because nicknames are interchangeable and I keep forgetting their real names.  Worst of all, words escape me every day which leads to conversations like this:

Me: You know, that actress!  With the big hair.  And the big boobs?  C’mon, you know (hand gestures indicating big hair and boobs).

Husband: I have no idea who you are talking about.

This was originally Pumpkin Pie's "Disturbing Spoon". Now it is I who is disturbed.



Me: Whatever.  Hand me that…   that…  Ugh!  That thing there.

Husband: The spoon?

Me: Yes!  That’s it.  Thanks.  Ugh.  You know, I used to be funny.  I used to have a personality.  Now I can’t find my way home from the store or remember the name of a damned spoon.  How can you still live with me now that I am so old and un-funny?

Husband: Oh, you’re still funny…  Just not on purpose.

Awesome.  Thanks, Asshat.  Or whatever your name is.

About Adventures From Cloud 8

I am a stay at home mom who now and again sneaks away to be an in-home family therapist. My husband and I have 3 boys: Sweet Pea (12), Pickles (9) and Pumpkin Pie (4). Oh yeah. We have Doodle Dog, too. You guessed it! He’s a boy. At least he pees outside.
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2 Responses to An Actual Conversation: Funny Girl

  1. skittle-Beth says:

    hahaha i think you’re hilarious 😉
    i really like this one ❤

  2. Hillariously brain damaged!

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