My mom, the pimp of daughters and underwear gnomes.
After her wrapping up watching American Idol, my mom and I got to talking about her best friend Nikki's songwriting abilities and how shocked we are that she still hasn't made it big. (Truly, you guys, this woman is amazingly talented and writes the catchiest songs. Leagues beyond most stuff on the radio now-a-days.) We were brainstorming, trying to come up with ways to get her her big break.
Mom: "Maybe we could do some type of funny youtube video,set to her songs, that goes viral."
Alida: "Hmm... yeah, that's not a bad idea, actually."
A moment passes.
Mom: "I GOT IT. THIS IS BRILLIANT. We make a youtube video set to her music WITH YOU STRIPPING TO IT. THAT WOULD BE HUGE!"
Alida: "Wow... yeah... wow... it's always nice to know that your mom is willing to pimp you out for fame and fortune. Great. Stellar idea, Mom."
A few minutes later I asked if she happened to find an earring I had lost earlier that day. I was complaining about the fact that I've lost four pairs of earrings in the last few months (along with two belts and one of my favorite scarfs, boo ).
Mom: "Yeah, sorry, I know how that goes. Hell, I lose earrings right off of my nightstand. How is that possible?"
Alida, laughing: "I know, right? It's like underwear gnomes."
I start to walk out of the room.
Mom: "Underwear gnomes. That's what I used to call my boyfriends."
I stop in my tracks, shake my head, chuckle and as I'm leaving the room, "Underwear gnomes, eh? Oh, OK, Mom."
Mom: "Yeah, well, they definitely *gnome* where they're going."
And then I double over in the hallway laughing hysterically.
Mom: "Oh, Alida. Who is going to laugh at my jokes when you leave?"
I am going to miss my family most in Rochester. No one gets each other's humor like we did.
<3 <3 <3
Mom: "Maybe we could do some type of funny youtube video,set to her songs, that goes viral."
Alida: "Hmm... yeah, that's not a bad idea, actually."
A moment passes.
Mom: "I GOT IT. THIS IS BRILLIANT. We make a youtube video set to her music WITH YOU STRIPPING TO IT. THAT WOULD BE HUGE!"
Alida: "Wow... yeah... wow... it's always nice to know that your mom is willing to pimp you out for fame and fortune. Great. Stellar idea, Mom."
A few minutes later I asked if she happened to find an earring I had lost earlier that day. I was complaining about the fact that I've lost four pairs of earrings in the last few months (along with two belts and one of my favorite scarfs, boo ).
Mom: "Yeah, sorry, I know how that goes. Hell, I lose earrings right off of my nightstand. How is that possible?"
Alida, laughing: "I know, right? It's like underwear gnomes."
I start to walk out of the room.
Mom: "Underwear gnomes. That's what I used to call my boyfriends."
I stop in my tracks, shake my head, chuckle and as I'm leaving the room, "Underwear gnomes, eh? Oh, OK, Mom."
Mom: "Yeah, well, they definitely *gnome* where they're going."
And then I double over in the hallway laughing hysterically.
Mom: "Oh, Alida. Who is going to laugh at my jokes when you leave?"
I am going to miss my family most in Rochester. No one gets each other's humor like we did.
<3 <3 <3