My mother and father in-laws are going through a phase in which every time you suggest going some place, they're afraid there won't be any parking.
My own mother can't find trash bags to fit her trash can. I took a closer look and realized that she's using a laundry hamper. I thought she would have been clued in by the holes in the side of the basket, not to mention the sticker on the side that reads "Hamper".
In their defense, around 5pm today, I realized that I had been wearing 2 different shoes the entire day. Lucky for me I never left the house.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment