Saturday, July 18, 2015

Mom Quotes

I love my mom.

My husband is constantly pointing out the mannerisms and phrases I have that are exactly like her.

That said, my mom is perhaps one of the easiest people to tease ever. (And she takes it well, which is good because the hubs and I recently went camping for over a week with my parents and there was a lot of teasing to be had.) Being a writer, I always had a notebook on hand throughout the trip. The first page of my notebook? Mom Quotes.


Here are some of the things (verbatim) my mom said throughout our trip:

"I think I sprayed hairspray in my yogurt."

"You turned on my heat seaters."

On how many coffee grounds she uses...
Mom: "I have a 2/3 cup scoop so I do one full scoop with a flat top and then another half a scoop."
Me: "So you mean a cup?"


While enjoying a spectacular view: "You should see this through my sunglasses!" *hands glasses to me* "They're prescription. Is that a problem?"

Mom: "We loved our Dutchmen [camper]."
Dad: "We never had a Dutchmen.

"I'm going to throw some tree sap at you."

"We think we should go into Fantasy Falls--the not so general store. ...It's not what you think it is."

"If you call me Grammie one more time, you're all going to be rolling down the hill blowing your whistles!"

Regarding our 22.5 mile hike, which, for the record, was my idea...
Me: "Whose brilliant idea was that?"
Mom: "Mine! I take credit for the brilliant ideas!"

Regarding the chipmunks in the campground...
"If you took off the cuteness, it would just be evil underneath."

"I don't like this song. It could have been written by a five year old."

When I asked if she wanted a slice of my margherita pizza...
Mom: "Does it taste like margaritas?"
Me: "No."
Mom: "Then I don't want any."

Later on the same topic...
Mom: "If they're different things, they should spell them differently!"
Zack: "They are spelled differently."
Mom: "Stop talking to me about spelling!"

Zack: "How much kahlua do you put in [your coffee]?"
Mom: "Oh I just dump until it feels like a tablespoon."
Dad: "Dump??"

"The first time I bought kahlua it was for Christmas and it lasted me until the next Christmas. The next bottle lasted me until about June. Then the next one was about...three months."

"I came back here just to light up your world."

At one point during the trip my mom just looked at me in silence for a long time. When I asked her why she wasn't talking, she said she was scared to say anything because I had my notebook out. I'm glad she didn't stop talking the whole time!

Love you, mom!