Nov 30, 2006 10:48
Mom [on cell phone]: So, I'm at Target ...
Me [on apartment phone, 90 miles away]: Yeah?
Mom: I'm looking for that Pirates comforter you told me to get you for Christmas -- but I can't find it. The only thing I found at all is in the kids' section, and it's Jack and Will as cartoons, and it's for a twin bed.
Me: ... I have a twin bed here.
Mom: ...
Me: *grins*
Mom: ... but they're just cartoons. It's not actual pictures of Jack and Will.
Me: I know.
Mom: It doesn't even look like Will.
Me: I know.
Mom: It looks more like Hornington, or whatever his name is ---
Me: Norrington.
Mom: Right.
Me: I know. I don't care about Will -- Jack looks cool, though.
Mom: Yeah, Jack looks more like Jack, but Wil-- ... you mean, this is what you wanted?!
Me: Yup.
Mom: ... seriously?
Me: *grins* Yup.
Mom: ...
Me: *grins*
Mom: ... you want the sheets, too?
Me: Nah, you can't see 'em under the comforter anyway. Just the comforter'll do.
Mom: ... you are very strange.
Me: Yes.
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I have such a great Mom. I am also obviously insane. Life is Good.