My mum can be so cool at times , I swear she is more hip than me. And you know just saying 'hip' makes me 'square'. :)
Today she took the dog for a walk through the woods to go to the shop. She came back with this story.....
Hip Mama: "Do you know what the camp is called?" ( the camp for underprivileged kids to
have a break in the country, up the road here)
Square Uber:" No." ( I am not always so talkative)
Hip Mama: " It's called P.G L. DO you know what that stands for?"
Square Uber: " No." ( I am somewhat repetitive)
Hip Mama: " Parents get Lost!"
Square Uber: * Bursts out laughing* until I realize that she knew that and I didn't!I am becoming more fuddy duddy than my own Mother( Don't tell her I said that)
And so it transpired that, as she came out of the woods, some kids on monkey bars started giggling at her. The camp counsellor asked them what they were giggling at and one of the kids said," The fat lady with the dog." LOL!
* She's not that fat.
She then said to me," I probably looked a wreck, all hot and sweaty, and I realized as the kid said that, ' I hate kids."
By now I was in hysterics, which only worsened when Hip Mama said, "Of course I didn't mean it, I was just sweaty and grumpy."
And without much sympathy ( okay none, really) , like a true blogger, I asked " Can I blog about this?"
I guess I really am a blogger!
So there you have it- P.G.L- My Mum is getting youthful ( quite adolescent , at times) and I am becoming the oldie.
KILL.ME.NOW.
* P.G.L is not the official name, but what the kids call it.
Today she took the dog for a walk through the woods to go to the shop. She came back with this story.....
Hip Mama: "Do you know what the camp is called?" ( the camp for underprivileged kids to
have a break in the country, up the road here)
Square Uber:" No." ( I am not always so talkative)
Hip Mama: " It's called P.G L. DO you know what that stands for?"
Square Uber: " No." ( I am somewhat repetitive)
Hip Mama: " Parents get Lost!"
Square Uber: * Bursts out laughing* until I realize that she knew that and I didn't!I am becoming more fuddy duddy than my own Mother( Don't tell her I said that)
And so it transpired that, as she came out of the woods, some kids on monkey bars started giggling at her. The camp counsellor asked them what they were giggling at and one of the kids said," The fat lady with the dog."
* She's not that fat.
She then said to me," I probably looked a wreck, all hot and sweaty, and I realized as the kid said that, ' I hate kids."
By now I was in hysterics, which only worsened when Hip Mama said, "Of course I didn't mean it, I was just sweaty and grumpy."
And without much sympathy ( okay none, really) , like a true blogger, I asked " Can I blog about this?"
I guess I really am a blogger!
So there you have it- P.G.L- My Mum is getting youthful ( quite adolescent , at times) and I am becoming the oldie.
KILL.ME.NOW.
* P.G.L is not the official name, but what the kids call it.
32 comments:
Its funny how roles reverse as we get older , I was absolutley insenced when my parents started roaring about on motorbikes , and would get the old rolling eyes treatment when I lectured them at great lengths on the dangers etc etc
LOL! :-)
An interesting idea, a country camp for underpriveleged kids. Over here, priveleged kids are those who get to stay in the city (and so any handouts go to the ones sitting in the country and village areas!)
I guess we know who will be serving chicken soup to who, in their old age.
Go Mumma Uber
See, I knew she would be a hoot
I like your Mom, she sounds hilarious. I bet she tells great stories.
great post...you mom sounds like a lot of fun...i did that fuddy thing for a while then a friend told me i was older than he therefore would die sooner...i said screw it and went for broke...perhaps that happened to your mom as well...
Beast- Great! I know what you mean, my mum stamped her foot at me the other day, and I said' We'll be having none of that!'.
Eve- We gas the poor in the cities over here. Clean air is at a premium in the U.K. :)
Clyde- Suddenly, she has developed a sense of humour. She was never funny when we were kids. I Hvae raised her well.
Ann-Well, I don't let her natter on endlessly, so hard to know really.
When we were kids, she told the most amazzing serial bedtime stories , weaving us into the plots, that had us scrambling ot our beds in excitement. Never once did she cheat and read from a book. She should have written kids books- and is talented enough that she could have done all the art work , too. She paints-wonderfully.
Can't cook worth a shit, though.
Daisy- I am convinced that as the crumblies age, they get a second adolescence- just to pay us back.
I have to tell her when she is throwing a wobbly, 'DO NOT SLAM THE DOOR'. Then she slams it LOUDER!
But she's cute, so I'll keep her.
Oh Uber,
You are such a sentimentalist. I think your mother should get a Pit bull for when she goes for those walks around unruly children - she needs some protection.
My parents are like jurrassic man...
Alexys- She has a Greyhound, which are the laziest dogs in the world. Thye are sleek , agile and fast so people think they are runners. Really they are only active for 15 minutes a day , and then revert to bed teddies.
But we love him.
Mutts- LOL 'man' is as bad as 'hip', you 'square'. :)
I am still reeling that you have parents.
I want to hug your mum. Is that weird?
My mother and father have passed away. My g/f's mother is a hoot. She's lots of fun. I love it when she brings out her pics and tells about the people...like I know them.
My girl giggles with glee thinking I am caught and too polite to say I don't want to see them again...Ha! The thing is I don't mind at all. I rather like it.
Her mother looked like a movie star and would have given those movie stars a run for their money. I tell her...Mother ( I call her mother) You were HOT back in the day! She smiles...and says. "YES I was. hot!" I love to hear about the old times. When Mother was alive I sat in front of her whle she went on and on...all the while images danced in my head.
I like your mum...she sounds hip. hehehe.
Ciao baby...have a wonderful day.
Uber,
Greyhounds are so elegant. I used to have a Great Dane who was also elegant, but dumb.
Perhaps your mother could get a pet alligator to keep those kids at bay?
S.O- GIven her daughter has red hair down ot her ass, big breasts and freckles- YES , it is weird you want to hug the Mother. But for $50- I can arrange it. :)
Spiky- You're so bubbly and sweet, I bet her Mum likes you wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy better than her
Alexys- At least I wouldn't be allergic to it, or have to fight my way to get into my own bed.And when it died I oculd have matching shoes and purse. :) Just bieng practical and non wasteful.
GO REGGIE!
I can't cook worth a shit either but, I have many other talents..LOL
LOL!!! She sounds like fun now - it is so strange how our parents shrink as they get older too! PGL!
Ann- LOL Hey! That's MY line.:)
Catherine- LOL@ shrinking. She can be amusing , at times when she is not being a brat. :)
Sorry Uber, but I have to ask Ann about those other talents----
Of course when she says washing and ironing, I'm back in my box
Clyde-Look at her pic closely and also at her hands...no dishpan hands for our Ann. Domestic duties are NOT the talents she speaks of.Slapper. :)
Uber, you are absolutely right, a domestic godess I am not. I will fake a headache to get out of cooking and ironing...not happening. The hubby knew this before we got married and I didn't have much to live up to in regards to his ex. I'll tell you two about her sometime.....can we say stalker?
Heehee, you're becoming such a nerdy blogger. "Can I blog about this?" Oh my. Your mom sounds super duper cute and you're definitely not an oldie.
Your mom should meet mine. They are two peas in a pod.
You live in the woods...
Your mum hates kids...
Your house isn't made of gingerbread by any chance, is it...
Hi baby...just came by to check on you. Let's go out and party Friday night...lets hit the clubs...m-kay. :D
I was seriously laying in bed, cracking up, as I read this. You wrote this so real that I was tickled all the way through. This is my kind of comedy. I hope it was meant to be funny, but I literally did laugh out loud, especially at the little side comments.
So, what, Elvis has left the building ?
Your mother has got you locked in the cellar ?
Rod has lifted the sporran and it frightened you ?
The dog bit you ?
Plod has locked you up for naked dancing in the woods ?
Your pregnant and trying to work out what caused it ?
ubermouth...Honey, how are you doing? You are worrying me. Do I have to go there and check up on you? Cause I will.
Come to my blog...see my bubba smile for you.
Let me know how you are sweetie.
Ciao babes.
Let me just say that you are awesome for having "I Will Always Love You" by Whitney Houston on your ubertunes.
DEB- Nerdy? Didn't that word become passe in like the 70's? :) You're about as 'hip' as me.
Pru- No wonder you ( I mean us) are so fucked up. :0
Fingers-* munching on Smarties* How could you tell?
Spiky- Sounds great! Pick me up at 7.
Sarge- Gawd, have I slipped so far down that I have to point out this IS a comedy blog? :)
Glad you could laugh at my mum , too.
Clyde- None of the above, but keep trying!
Spiky- How sweet of you. I am fine ty but nice to know ppl care in this mean blog world. LOL
Deb- great comment. In fact it's going on my blog. :)
Glad to know it wasnt any of them.
Guess we know that we might not see you for a while and I hope all goes well
Clyde- Now that my pc is secure I shall be popping in a bit. :)
moms are the best blog material. i love how you re the square and your mom is uber cool ;p
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