My brain is spinning out of control as I try to juggle everything. Here are two recent conversations that show how strange my thought processes have gotten.
The older children and I were discussing that we were not doing any repairs or rennovations in the upstairs bathroom at this time. I painted the walls and did a very thorough cleaning. We will replace the fixtures and flooring when we do the remodel later this year. Steve asked if I was going to replace the toilet seat. My response, "I bleached the crap out it. It will be fine." After the words left my mouth, I realized how tacky a pun had come from my mouth. The kids thought it was hilarious.
We were having a discussion about crematoriums. (Don't ask where the topic came from, I have no idea.) Madelyn made the connection between cremations and crematoriums. My spur of the moment comment...."It kind of makes me wonder about what's in Cremora." Amy was so amused that tears came to her eyes from laughing so hard. Joe commented that I must be really tired, because that's just not how I make jokes. How little do they know. All these years I've managed to make them believe that I'm a classy person with a refined sense of humor.
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