I think I have mentioned before that my Mom is a huge fan of purchasing socks, underwear, and pajamas for me.
Her most recent purchases included martini socks and hot pink fleece adult footed pajamas adorned in skulls. Armani loves when I rock the pajamas.
She also likes to purchase random shit for me assuming I need or want it.
I figured I would share some of her most recent purchases.
A Cafe Latte maker. I am unsure what this little gadget does. The box says something about adding ice cream and coffee?
Life is already complicated enough. I do not need an additional gadget to feed my caffeine addiction, or do I?
Air Mattresses. I was a little confuzzled with this purchases, as I have a click-bed in the extra bedroom for overnight visitors which we rarely have. Our overnight visitors consist of my younger brother’s friends who are too intoxicated to drive home. Its rare that they even make it to the couch in the living room. They usually just fall asleep on the kitchen floor or on a chaise in the backyard with a beer in their hand. I questioned the reason for this purchases. She figured we could use them for the pool. Are you serious? We have a 12×18 pool and
A single CD of Britney Spears “Hit me baby one more time” What? When I asked why she bought this, she responded “Look how young she is!” CONVERSATION ENDED.
A small plaque that says “Do not trust a man that doesn’t drink”. I am thinking she just liked this and couldn’t have it at her house because my stepdad doesn’t drink. This is what I figure, who knows if that is
indeed the case.
Bulk sized containers of Jelly Beans, Jolly Ranchers and Pretzels. I am not complaining. I will take them.
After a recent trip to Armani’s Mom’s house we came home with a few random items and a few random items that were sneakily snuck into our bag before we left. I quickly learned my Mom isn’t the only mother who likes to give random nonsense. We have a new CD/radio alarm clock, with dual alarms. We wake up to a Santana song played by
a Hawaiian coverband.
Can you ever leave your parent’s house without random nonsense and leftover food?
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