Just a quickie that you might find amusing.
It’s 54° here in Tampa, FL as I write this. We rely on burning wood (we never cut down trees ourselves - we take what is gathered from people needing to clear trees from their property for whatever reason — storms tipping over a tree, branches hanging precariously over a roof, etcetera) for heating during the winter months, because she’s really old-fashioned (I may add that she’s nearly 60).
So, I’m walking around in a tee-shirt and sweatpants, with my shoes on, because I just took out the garbage a little earlier. My cousin’s bus had finally come to pick him up (late, I may add), and he left the door open.
The following conversation ensues:
Mother: “Close the door, Xial, I’m cold!”
Me: “You’re cold? Haha, I’m not.”
I closed the door, and headed to wash the bowl I was eating Kashi’s Go Lean cereal from (with Publix’s GreenWise Soymilk - normal milk nauseates me), and made a remark:
Me: “Heh, you must be having cold flashes, mother; It’s really not that cold.”
Ever the jokester, she had a good reply for that.
Mother: “Heh, I could use some damn hot flashes right now.”
It’s good when you can joke with your mother at times.
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