I like a good joke. My definition of “good” is a funny that makes me laugh, no one gets hurt (physically or emotionally), the joke isn’t overplayed, and everyone is still friends in the end.
My Mom is a retired kindergarten teacher. Her students used to be so thoughtful when giving her Christmas and End-of-the-Year presents. It’s the sentiment that counts, and Mom always appreciated each and every acknowledgement from the families.
One year, a little darling sweetly profferred this gift:
Yes, that is a Christmas bag, underneath. See, thanks to this…item, mom and I began a back-and-forth running gag: you never knew when you would find this photo tchotchke in your possession. I’d open up a birthday gift…and find my Gift Card inserted into the photo slot. Mom would open up her teatowel drawer…and find the “two hearts” tucked under a dishcloth. There was no rhyme nor reason to our timeframe: three days or three months could go by before – pop! – there would be that dang photo frame back in your possession.
As you can see, I was the last lucky recipient…and it’s been a while since I regifted.
Mom celebrated her birthday yesterday! “29” once again!
I had three gifts for her:
[Sidenote: the joke’s on me with that Renoir wrap on Gift #3: I bought it last summer in St Petersburg, Florida at Haslam’s Book Store, knowing that only Mom would appreciate
the exorbitant price the artistry. When I opened the package this week….I saw that bosom-y, unclothed women were featured (misleading product! there are no bare-necked females on that coverlet!!!)…ok, maybe I should have gone with the Van Gogh paper!]
Anyway, back to the story…we gathered yesterday aft so Mom could open her birthday presents.
First up: Gift #1 in the balloon paper:
JOKE!!!! I picked up that book at the store for …$1.85!!!
[The Jane Brody cookbook IS actually a very good cookbook! I have the same one that I got before 3rd year university; however, it’s copyrighted from 1985 so it’s not exactly *new,* and not exactly Mom’s “style].
Next up: Gift #2, wrapped in green and white:
JOKE!!!!! That’s not Mom’s real gift, either!
Time for Mom’s real present (no one likes a joke that overextends its welcome):
I thought Mom would enjoy a kicky pair of sneaks for her jaunts around Uptown this summer. Red seemed right for Mom.
I’m so glad we enjoy a similar sense of humour, Mom! Thanks for being a good sport on your birthday!
My day was made when I got to sniff these beautiful blossoms. Joanne‘s parents dropped them off to Mom yesterday!
So, Mom, now that I have found where I stashed this…
Any gifts that you’ve ever received that have been a little…*not your style?*
Any running gags that you’ve ever participated in?
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So far I have resisted…
…these American Apparel neon nail polishes. They’re $7.50 each…not sure how long I can hold off on treating myself to a flashy hue; just a little pick-me-up for all this dreary rain this month???? I should pick
several one up, right??? right??!