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Recent texts I sent to my sister said “Call me when you can.
Not urgent, just catch up.” Each time, my brain says “just ketchup” like I’m
placing a food order. A couple times the ketchup thought led me to think about a time
many moons ago when my sister and I were young. We were in the kitchen baking
or cooking or some other domestic entertainment and I called her “Betty Quaker”
in a joining of Betty Crocker and Quaker Oats. After that, we declared the
Quaker Oats guy and Betty Crocker married, which we thought was hysterical. For
a long time we called each other Betty Quaker while in the kitchen.
Sometimes the dumbest stuff is amusing. Thank goodness.
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