I was down in NC (amongst other places) last week and I stayed with my son Fartichoke and his friends. For some obscure reason his friends love me and all have to visit every time I’m down which led to many sunrise bedtimes.. I’m getting too old for that crap!
Fartichoke was telling stories of ‘Shit My Mother Does’ and made mention of how much I used to scare him (make him jump)
The child, in his ‘wisdom’ also announced “I’m immune to you scaring me now though”
Really? We’ll see about THAT!! Challenge accepted!
I went indoors 15 or so minutes later and found a sound effect of heavy gunfire and bombs going off. I set an alarm on my phone and hid it in his room but attached it to a small speaker I have first. I may have ‘accidentally’ used said sound effect for the alarm..
Well by 7am he was dead to the world. There was an ungodly cacophony of snoring and farting coming from his room so I got coffee and waited.
The alarm was set for 7:15 and it launched with the precision of a NASA mission. Rat a tat a tat, Boom, Wheeeee, more tat a tat a tats.. honestly I spilled my own coffee. I hadn’t expected it to be that loud or real!
Loud as it was – and it woke EVERYONE in the house – it wasn’t as loud as him screaming like a little girl, taking the Lords name in vain, hitting the floor with a crash and screaming pretty much every swear word ever created. It was pretty impressive I’ve got to tell you.
He and his two room mates both burst out of their rooms, bleary eyed, hair like toilet brushes and looking distinctly witless. They saw me sitting there, tears running down my face laughing and the jig was up! I don’t think he will EVER say I can’t frighten him anymore again so that was score one for the muvver!
I wasn’t allowed to have my phone the next night!
On to the next upset!
I bloody hate “textspeak”. Just seeing it pushes my every button. It’s just stupid. Princess PITA texted me with a question and ended it “plz”.
I just asked her why she does that and she said “Because it’s shorter… DUH!!”
Thats fine – I ignored her!
She texted again about half an hour later to repeat the request so I replied “No – because it’s shorter than “yes”
Mum wins again!
Lastly I went out for lunch and shopping with a friend today. We met up at Dunkin’ because I’m a coffee fiend and while we were delicately sipping (guzzlig) iced coffee, her daughter rang. She was on her way to the ER with a badly swollen spider bite.
Naturally we postponed the shopping trip so she could go to her so I went home. ‘im indoors was obviously not expecting this so he came out to see who was pulling onto the drive.
He said (because he’s really observant like that) ”Are you home early?” …. SERIOUSLY?! Am I a flippin’ mirage?! So, in as chirpy a voice as I could manage and smiling like a Cheshire Cat on Lithium, I said “Loose Lucy told me to go to hell – so here I am!”
No one is talking to me. It’s so peaceful, I’ll have to do this again!!