A Nut Too Many

Hello all,

As many of you know I am spending a lot of time at home for various reasons, and except for a few things, it’s not bad at all. My parents and I are acclimating swimmingly with eachother and actually one of my favorite things (in small doses) is watching TV with them. Hearing Mom say, “What’s going on? Who is that? What did he say? What’s that mean?” would commonly annoy me but hearing Dad respond to her makes it all worth while.

Many of my friends in high school thought that my dad was a mute because Mom talked all the time and he stood there with his stone face and waited to chauffer us home. But now, hearing him say, “She has no business in shorts.” or break down the entire elimination of Dancing with the Stars or American Idol; I can tell we’re related.

The other day Mom came home and brought us all Peanut M&Ms from school as a treat. As Mom bit into a red M&M, she noticed something:

Mom: “This is missing a peanut! Look, there’s no peanut in here!”

Me: “Huh. Well, why don’t you put a stamp on it and send it to the Mars company. I’m sure they’d love to know that they missed one and they’d send you a nut in the mail.”

Without skipping a beat, Dad chimed in:

Dad: “Why don’t you come over here? I can give you a nut if that’s what you want.”

Honest to God, I almost choked laughing. I’m sure he didn’t mean it in a sexual way, but it was hilarious.