OUTside, though, remember -not inside. My mother, who is here visiting, got extremely PISSED at the sight of a big nasty rat outside last night.
She stewed and stewed, and tonight after we cooked a delicious dinner of baked chicken and farmers market green beans and YUM garlic bread, and walked --she announced the thought of these big nasty rats anywhere near her precious little baby (that would be me, folks, at the age of almost-30).
She is outside right now with a shovel, clorox bleach, a walmart bag and paper towels. She is furiously shoveling in holes, covering them with bricks, cloroxing the patio....she advised me to go inside, have a beer, and leave her to her business.
She does not need to worry. I would NOT cross her right now =)
5 comments:
Oh. What a good mama. I'd just be like, "Pass me a beer. Boy. I hope those rats stay outside tonight."
hahaha. Go Mama. :)
Have to laugh at Ms. Moon's comment-mine would be coffee, of course, but the sentiment is the same.
No wonder your mom was so tired last night!
I love that! You're one lucky baby, SJ.
By the way, you better plan on getting together again.
Ah, mamas!
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