Funny things said over Christmas
Earlier this week:
Mom (to brother's boyfriend Josh): So what do you want for Christmas?
Josh: *blank look* A pony! (jokingly)
Mom: "...that can be arranged"
Josh: *slightly worried now* "No! No, scratch that... I forgot in this family that could actually happen."
(We've owned assorted horses since I was eleven and started competing in shows; it would not be the first time someone in our family has gotten a horse for Christmas. Ponies especially are pretty cheap to come by around here, it's actually keeping them that can get expensive.)
Mom: "I get to ring a bell!" (Complete with flaily hands. It got funnier every time she said it.)
followed by: "I got to ring a bell!" *flaily hands*
(Our church has a very musical Christmas ceremony - like there's no sermon, just some readings of poetry and scripture and a few short stories. Mostly it's a lot of music - two vocal solos, three piano solos, couple organ solos, half a dozen songs by the main church choir, one by the high school age choir, one by the childrens' choir, a trombone quartet, a brass quintet, etc., etc. It all ends with a pealing of a full eleven octaves of bells, to simulate the way in traditional European towns they would ring all the bells in town at midnight. This means a LOT of people to ring the bells, and my mom and I got to be two of them this year. She was, obviously, very excited about this.)
Mom (to brother's boyfriend Josh): So what do you want for Christmas?
Josh: *blank look* A pony! (jokingly)
Mom: "...that can be arranged"
Josh: *slightly worried now* "No! No, scratch that... I forgot in this family that could actually happen."
(We've owned assorted horses since I was eleven and started competing in shows; it would not be the first time someone in our family has gotten a horse for Christmas. Ponies especially are pretty cheap to come by around here, it's actually keeping them that can get expensive.)
Mom: "I get to ring a bell!" (Complete with flaily hands. It got funnier every time she said it.)
followed by: "I got to ring a bell!" *flaily hands*
(Our church has a very musical Christmas ceremony - like there's no sermon, just some readings of poetry and scripture and a few short stories. Mostly it's a lot of music - two vocal solos, three piano solos, couple organ solos, half a dozen songs by the main church choir, one by the high school age choir, one by the childrens' choir, a trombone quartet, a brass quintet, etc., etc. It all ends with a pealing of a full eleven octaves of bells, to simulate the way in traditional European towns they would ring all the bells in town at midnight. This means a LOT of people to ring the bells, and my mom and I got to be two of them this year. She was, obviously, very excited about this.)