My Family or Yours?

Today the answer to this question must be YOURS. The friggin funniest thing happened tonight. And forgive me for this divulgence but I'm already onto my second coctail. My mom has a contenence problem. Its nothing diagnosable. Its more like a problem. A funny and hysterical problem. Why hysterical - well it hits her at bizare times.

Tonight for instance, I called and we chatted about who knows what but she asked where I was travelling next. I replied Atlanta. She said, in an alarmed voice, IRAN. IRAN. Why are you going to IRAN! I said well, not sure who is going to Iran but I am going to Atlanta. She laughed so hard at this little misunderstanding that she dropped the phone and had to go change her pants. Why? She peed. Peed in her pants over Iran! Now if the SHA was still alive perhaps you pee, but wait was the SHA in Iraq - who remembers?

So, yes, that's my mom. The pee-er. Shady pines is but a few seasons away.