January 26, 2007
Tonight we went out to eat. As we are sitting in the very crowded restaurant.
Hubby and I are discussing stuff we saw at the local home show - etc.
Pan says loudly: Momma, I’m never going pass “P”.
me - slightly taken aback: “What?”
Pan a little louder: I’m never going to PASS P.
The table behind us is choking on their bacon wrapped hot-dogs, the table next to us - choking on their Moo Shoo Pork.
Mr I: What are you talking about?
Pan: You know, my AM? My Math?
The tables all around us sorta breathed in a sigh of relief and continue eating.
10:35 am
Home show?!! Your husband took you to a HOME SHOW??!!
Am now fighting off unbecoming shade of envious green.
11:42 am
Kids say the darnest things…lol…im very confused as to what a home show is i dont think i have ever heard of one…
1:57 pm
mine would rather have his prostate examined by the mob then go to a home show.
sigh
5:09 pm
Ladies - it’s not like a real home show - this was a home show in a small small town…Think 2 banks, 2 realtors, a concrete guy, a yard guy, 2 insurance guys, the local newspaper and the pampered chef person…and it cost $2 to get in.
10:06 pm
WEll small town or not, i have never been to a home show.
Pan has me LOL.
12:04 am
Hope Pan passes P with flying colors. LOL!