Friday, July 18, 2008

well pardon me all over the place

recently, i started a program funded by my parents where i let them take me to lunch. on tuesday. its aptly named tuesday lunches with my parents. its to make up for me not wanting to go to their house. and despite every assurance that this isnt personal they keep taking it personally so i let them buy me a garden burger and tell me springville gossip. recently, my little brother joined the lunch group. although im not sure why we let him in because unlike myself he is a wonderful child who spends plenty of quality time with the family. this was the conversation we had last tuesday:
me: i might come over tomorrow...wait never mind i remembered i dont want to.
mom: please come over!
me: no.
mom: please...there are some love letters at the house im only giving you if you come over.
me: i dont want them.
mom: fine. george (my dad) dont give her her mail until she comes over.
dad: shrug (indicating he wanted no part of this conversation).
me: that may be a federal offense. anyway i really just dont like the spare bed.
mom: when you get married i will get a new bed.
trevor: but why does it matter if she is married? it doesnt help her now.
me: obviously this is another example of single people discrimination.
mom: do you want to go to the folk fest?
me: cant say that i do.
mom: we can go. trevor has a date and we can spy on him.
me: now this just got interesting. (but it didnt because no one would tell me who he was going with or why he was taking her to the folk fest).
mom: pleaseeeeeeeeeeee.
me: i think the love letter approach was pretty funny. but ineffective. and no.

also. my boss keeps asking me about what he (the bishop) should talk about at girls camp. in fact i just got off the phone with him on this very matter. not the pressing legal conversation you might have imagined. anyway, i told him to use the penny analogy. he of course asked what the penny analogy is. i told him im not sure but i got a penny at girls camp and i was supposed to remain pure like a penny and then give it to my husband when we got married. my boss said that it didnt make sense. and i agreed. money is soooo dirty. anyway he asked if i lost my penny. and i said yes but in all fairness its an oil crisis so i probably just spent it.


brian said...

he should get all the girls mace.

natali said...

he should get me some mace too. but he didnt. he talked about modesty. i was like boring. he was like whatever i could have talked about piercings. oh snap. but had i known i could have gone up with him and modeled my new one piece.