I did well in school, worked hard at my activities, and rarely got in trouble. I was pretty much your typical first-born, over-achieving kid.
But one time, being the snarky girl that I am, I got in trouble.
Big trouble.
I think I was probably about 8 or 9, and mom and I were sitting on the front porch of our house. We were each eating a piece of pie that my mother had made for dessert the night before . . . from scratch.
Now, you should know that my mom . . . making a pie . . . from scratch . . . was a miracle in and of itself. Mom is, to this day, a fabulous cook, but, she never did quite get the hang of baking. (This is because a) she doesn't like to follow directions and b) her creative mind wants to tweak the recipe, just so, and that usually results in a disaster. ) She has blown up cakes and created congealed brownies. In fact, one time my dad actually forbid her to ever bake again. Her baking skills were that bad.
So, the fact that mom actually rolled out dough and made an honest to goodness edible pie was momentous! And, on that afternoon as we sat and munched on her successful dish, I just couldn't bring myself to award her a compliment. Instead, my sass bubbled to the surface, and I slyly commented, "Mom, this is good, but . . ." (You knew there had to be a but, right?) I paused and then finished, "But this crust just isn't flaky like the crust on the butter commercial."
I remember I smiled to myself, thinking that I was pretty darn funny.
Mom smiled too, but said nothing. Instead, she picked up her cold cup of coffee, held it up high, and poured it over my head.
Then, she laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed.
Now, I won't lie. I was mortified. Not only had my humor not gone over so well, I was also sitting on my front porch dripping cold coffee from my nose in sopping wet, coffee-stained clothes. It wasn't pretty, my friends. Not pretty at all.
But, looking back, I wholeheartedly deserved it.
And the lesson? Did it have a lasting impression on me?
I'd say so, considering that I have my cold coffee ready.
Bring on the snark, I say.
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What a great mom!!! "You want funny, kid? I got your funny right here." The coffee was cold already, no sense in letting it waste. Now we already knew that coffee wasn't a cure for snark, but maybe a catalyst???
ReplyDeleteWhat a great story! I can only hope that I have awesome comebacks like that as a mom.
ReplyDeleteYour mom is a hoot! love it!
ReplyDeleteLOLOLOL! I can't believe your mom did that :)
ReplyDeleteReally, what you said wasn't even that bad!
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Hehehehe, you sure had some sass in ya to mention that little nugget of criticism. My mother would have probably done something simmilar. :)
ReplyDeleteIt's good to see feisty love between mother and daughter :)
Love your mom! Quite a sense of humor, huh? A lesson well learned.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant! That's what I say. I bet she had fun just watching you while she ate the rest of her pie.
ReplyDeleteOh.My.Goodness! I love your Mom! And I;ve never met her! Popping by from SITS!
ReplyDeleteThat is simply priceless! I love a punishment that fits the crime. :)
ReplyDeleteSo how are you at making pies?
Visiting from SITS. :)
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Ha, what a funny story! I've realized that things like this make an impression on me as a child, but most of the time my mom doesn't remember them! Isn't that weird?
ReplyDeleteLOL. You're mom and I are kindred spirits in the kitchen it would seem. We are artists, not scientists, thankyouverymuch! Although, my results baking are usually better ...
ReplyDeleteCan't believe your mom did that! But I guess it made a lasting impression ...