"I'm FAX-ing the Corn!!!!"
For clarification, what I was actually doing was microwaving the corn. I'll never forget the adorable look of alarm on their boyish punims, FAX-ing each other a message of uh-oh-Mom's-having-another-breakdown. Last night at dinner, I do believe I topped myself, when I turned to my sweet angel daughter-in-law, pointed to the salad bowl...
And said...
"Would you like some more ice cream?"
"Oh, are you thinking about dessert?" she asked, politely. "Always," I said.
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