Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Oh My God! {Cholesterol} I'm My Mother!!!

Confused about the title? OMG Cholesterol is my new ultra hip saying.

Anyway, it's true. I'm a mini Leslie. Yes, she's a penny-pinching cheap ass frugal, thrifty shopper too, but that's not what I'm referring to.

* {Throw Back} About 10 days ago, I went to dinner with Robyn and Kristy. I told them a story about my mom going grocery shopping at Albertson's on a Sunday evening. I was at the house visiting (for days at a time, like I've been doing lately,) and I see her run in the door, donning her Dallas Cowboys t-shirt. Then she came out wearing Mark's Dallas Cowboys jersey. First of all, my mom does not wear sports apparel, unless an occasional LSU shirt, but that's it! I asked what the deal was with outfit change and she tells me:

On Sundays when the Cowboys play, if you wear your Cowboys jersey to Albertson's, you get an extra 10% off your total purchase. Well, Mark's jersey was in the dryer when I left earlier today, so I wore a t-shirt, but they said that won't work. It has to be a jersey...how stupid is that. So I left all my bagged groceries right there at the checkout and told them I'd be right back. I'm getting my 10% off dammit!!!!

Robyn and Kristy immediately look at each other, then at me and simultaneously say: DUH LANE!!! That's of course where you get it!!!*

But I already know this, so that's not what I'm referring to when I say I'm my mother.

I finished my Christmas decorations, took one look around and realized that I alone have accumulated as much shit in two years as my mom has in her 30 years of winning Bunco gifts. This woman has more red and green storage tubs in her garage than I have hairs on my head.

Does my house look similar to last year? Mostly.
Am I going to post similar pictures again? Totally!





Holy Shit! Even my alcoholic's bowl is decorated...

Now all I need is a coupla hand-stitched pillows, a knitted Snowman throw, a sparkly Christmas tree sweatshirt, Santa earrings and some warm, homemade butter cookies and I'm no longer my mother, I'm the world's cheesiest grandma! Welcome to Maw's house!

Or, give me a silk blouse, some newspaper and yarn to wrap presents, a highball of Gin on the rocks, and some Aquanet and I'm my own grandmother! :)


3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Your house is beautiful Lane! If your day job doesn't work out, you could always be an interior decorator! Seriously.

Anonymous said...

OMGC! You're so lucky to be like your mom. Do you want to go to Alberson's with her on Sunday for your very own 10% off? I hear their red/green storage containers are on sale.

Anonymous said...

Your mom is hilarious. That is totally something my mom would do. Ok, ok, I probably would have done it too.

Your place is seriously gorgeous, I am seriously jealous.