Anonymous wrote:I love this thread.
My mom:
- I have to call her everyday, at 815am. If I don't, or if I'm late, she thinks something is wrong/I'm dead in a ditch. Despite my assurances that my DH would in fact call her if I died.
- tells me very detailed stories about all of her friends - most of whom I've never met, and will likely never meet.
- calls Facebook face-space.
- sends packages addressed to her grandson - the cat. Using his full name.
- she loves to tell jokes, but can't ever get to the punch line because she starts laughing too hard halfway through.
My dad:
- always answers the phone with "is this my daughter?" when I call. Weird, but I think it's sweet,
- will not make any technology related purchases without my input. Even though I live 4 hours away. And two of my siblings live within hollering distance. He waits for me.
- when it snows, he always calls to remind me to be careful if I have to drive. I'm 31, and have been driving in the snow for half if my life.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:whenever we have a party, my dad comes downstairs in just his underwear (boxers and a white t) and then proceeds to put his pants on in front of everyone, because he leaves them on the coat rack.
OMFG I'm dying laughing. Why are his pants on the coat rack?!
Anonymous wrote:whenever we have a party, my dad comes downstairs in just his underwear (boxers and a white t) and then proceeds to put his pants on in front of everyone, because he leaves them on the coat rack.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My mom always say "hey Danielle, it's your mom" on voicemails as though I wouldn't recognize her voice or caller ID
+1
My Dad would do this to me in college - shared answering machine..."Hello, this message is for {first name}{Last name} it's {first name} {last name}, your father....
Hilarious, as he's a totally informal guy..signs his cards to us with his full name, too..
I'd think up something about my mom - but I am becoming her in so many ways...
Anonymous wrote:My mom: So many to choose from.
She reads every piece of her mail word for word, including bills. It's great because she is on any rate hikes or utility changes like a hawk. Not so great is how she often reads "quietly" out loud to herself, which is actually quite audible for everyone else.
She does the daily jumble every day (the word bubble puzzle in the paper).
She leaves long pauses on her voicemail messages for me to respond. "Hi, how are you?" Long pause. "I was just checking to see if you wanted me to babysit for your anniversary." Long pause. Her messages take ages to get through.
She prints out every picture of the kids that we email her on her grainy color printer so she can stick them up in her kitchen. She loves them. If I get a bunch of photos printed, she will send them to all the other elderly relatives and keep her printouts.
She is 77 years old, and I love her so, so much.
Anonymous wrote:whenever we have a party, my dad comes downstairs in just his underwear (boxers and a white t) and then proceeds to put his pants on in front of everyone, because he leaves them on the coat rack.