Yesterday I spent the day with the familia. Took them out to eat and just did a bunch of bonding. Learned some things about my sisters that, up until now, I never even KNEW they were going through. Gave them the age-old "sisterly" advice. It felt good. But this post is mostly in lieu to my madre. Here are a couple of little tidbits that she does that, upon reflection, I find to be quiet comedic/endearing.
My mother has a habit of reorganizing things without your consent. Everything. An entire room in fact. I would walk out to check the mail and return to what was once my room. Or the living room would miraculously look like somebody else's. I didn't even know she could reach that high to the ceiling.
She also has a bad habit of saying "What?" or "Huh?" after I ask her something. I know she heard what I said, but it's a force of habit. So recently I've been ignoring that and just wait for that split second of awkward silence until she answers the question.
Mom also likes to baby us. A little too much. Constantly asking questions about where we're going, did we eat yet, did we have enough to eat, are we wearing enough clothing, when are we coming home, what we're doing this weekend, and when are we coming home. Did I mention when we come home?
The worst on this list? She likes to talk a lot more than she should, especially on the phone. Instead of simply saying "Do we need milk?" she would give a whole Martin Luther King-length speech:
"Do we have enough milk for cereal? You guys finish the milk?"
"Yeah, we did."
"So why don't you go and check the fridge, there might not be enough. I'll be home in 10 minutes."
"I just checked, we need milk."
"How much is left? You drink so much."
"We're out!"
"I'll get the 2% milk."
"Okay. Okay." I become more frustrated.
"Are you wearing underwear?"
"Am I wearing underwear!? Why wouldn't I be wearing underwear??"
"I was just asking. But when did we finish that gallon of milk? I'm going to get some milk now. Bye."
"Oh.. my.. god. Bye!"
There are numerous other things that I've left out, but as a safety precaution of this post being uncovered by a relative or my sisters (since, yes, they both do have myspaces now) I'd rather play it conservative. After all, I value my bed. Don't wanna come home one day and find it outside in the front yard. =)
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