Thank you Dori, for understanding what it's like to have a totally absurd and ridiculous mother. And for telling me that I should blog today's conversation --
me: just talked to my mom
me: shes so dramatic
dori: haha what happened
me: i was telling her about my knee pain
me: and she was like WHAT IF YOU CANT EVER RUN AGAIN
me: and i said what do you mean? and she said "what if they tell you that you can't ever run again"
me: i said, i'm having some leg pain, i don't need it amputated
me: and was like WILL YOU STOP RUNNING IF THE DOCTORS TELL YOU TO
dori: my mom is exactly the same
me: i said WELL THEN I'LL JUST HAVE TO DO TRIATHLONS
me: and she didn’t find that amusing
me: she doesn't really find me funny most of the time
me: which is a shame
dori: my mom too
dori: she HATES me and my brother's jokes when we are together
me: i think it's mostly because my humor usually at her expense
me: she was on the other line when i called
me: she asked why i was calling and i said "i'm ordering luna bars do you..." "OH WAIT HOLD ON"
me: and she got off the other line and then came right back to put in her order
me: and i asked her if she wanted a multi pack
me: and she goes "those have the ones with the berries.. i don't care much for those"
me: OH RLY?
me: she really wants the mini brownie nut
me: and they don’t sell JUST those
me: and she is audibly sighing
dori: this is a blog post
me: and goes "i guess... just get me two boxes of the full sized brownie.. i'll cut them in half and put them in ziplocks"
dori: this is hilarious
me: LIFE IS HARD
me: i should just blog this conversation haha
me: my mom is seriously the best thing to ever happen to my blog