||[Oct. 20th, 2011|11:25 pm]
This is the time of year when the heinous yankee pollen blows into town. Which means my allergies kick in bigtime, which means my ears stop up.|
The upside is that I sleep through stuff that would normally wake me up, like the dog growling at her reflection or the motorcycles racing down the freeway by my house, or my husband snoring (which is sometimes indistinguishable from the motorcycle racing). The downside is that I only understand about half of anything anyone says to me. This can result in some really awkward conversations.
I knew the pollen count was on the upswing when, as Husband and I were walking out the door to go grocery shopping, Middle Daughter asked me to pick her up some rum and Coke. I was relieved when she interrupted my lecture on underage drinking to explain that she had actually asked for Ramen Cups.
Last week, I was sitting on the couch reading while Middle Daughter watched TV. She made a comment about the show she was watching, which led to the following exchange:
Me: Did you just say 'That's a great pr0n site?'
MD: No, Mom...I said, 'That's a great concept.'
Honestly, at this point I don't know if it's my ears, or if she's just messing with me.
Edited to add...I had to change my part of this conversation because I kept getting really, really disgusting spam comments. Ugh.