As a one armed man swept the floor of the laundry room, I hear this in an unreal loud voice--"Ma can I help him sweep, you know he only has one arm, he needs help"
As an African man repeatedly tells me something in an accent so heavy that I have to just giggle and pretend to understand, I hear a voice saying this in an out of this world loud voice-- "Ma, do you know what he is saying? He must be speaking Spanish!"
As we are standing in line behind a 'ahem' manly dressed women, I say let's get in line behind her. What do I hear in a bust your ear drums loud voice --"That is not a lady!!"
And that's when I say "Yes officer, that is my son, but I had to pretend that I didn't know him, so I wont get into an altercation every time we go out!"
I know why I'M here...what about you.. :)?
- Wing and a prayer
- This is the place where people come to find out about a single-mom-christian-women-foodie! Stay tuned for a very unique aimless blog. Pointed in no particular direction, that I can see. We sort of twirl here. WHOO HOO!!
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