In 2003, Ma had a stroke. Dad was her full time caregiver until he he had a car accident that totaled the car. So in 2006, I became their chauffeur among other jobs.
At the time, to deal with the stress of running two households and working, I kept a blog entitled CJ's Whine and Cheeze. Egged on by some friends who enjoyed the first read through, you'll see your part when it comes by.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Kids Say The Darndest Things
Friday was my turn to get a haircut. I had taken Ma to the same hairdresser the week before.
"So how did you mother like her haircut?"
"Oh, she was thrilled. She loved the way you pampered and princessed her."
"Your mother is so cute!" beamed the hairdresser.
"D'you want her? She comes as a bogo."
"What?"
"Bogo. Buy one. Get one. She comes with Dad. They're a matched set of bookends, and I'd hate to break up the set."
The hairdresser giggled. I'm sure she thought I was kidding.
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