Me: Dinner is ready.
What's that? (over too loud TV) You're feeling heavy?
Me: No (with a forced smile) DINNER is READY.
Oh, OK. Let me just...
a. Go to the bathroom
b. Wait for a commercial
c. Do anything but come to the table
MIL: I'm sorry.
Me: What are you sorry for?
MIL: I'm not sorry. Did I say I was sorry? Why did I say that. Oh, I don't know.
FIL: Did you get your pill?
Aunt: What pill?
FIL: Your nightly calcium, pill. Did you take it?
Aunt: I don't know, did you give it to me?
MIL: Do I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow?
FIL: Yes. Wait, what is tomorrow? Is it Tuesday?
Me: No, it's Monday.
MIL: Today is Monday? Did I miss an appointment today?
Me: NO. Today is Sunday. Tomorrow is Monday.
MIL: Oh, OK.
FIL: You're making sundaes? You don't eat ice cream.
Me: I THINK (OH MY GOD MAKE IT STOP) I SAY: Right.
Exhausing, but funny in retrospect! :-)
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