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I keep some Ella Fiztgerald handy for just such occasions. Ella has not yet screamed "FUUUUCK" on a recording. Also, some Windham Hills. Heavy mellow. My mother in law asks too many questions, but luckily she will also not admit to being hard of hearing.

Oh, and my car stereo has this one button Mute control.


Sherri - I snort repeatedly at your comment "Ella has not yet screamed "FUUUUCK" on a recording." Snort!



You will be happy to know that I'm working on church minutes today.


I just gave up on playing music with my mother within earshot while I was still in my teen years. As a result, she still thinks I'm really into the Smiths and the Psychedelic Furs. Good thing I dropped the f-bomb early on with her, I wore her out and now I can cuss freely like a sailor to my filthy heart's content.


Umm, wouldn't changing the track have been infinitely easier than the verbal gymnastics and forced chatter? I mean, FUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK.


Autumn - Good! And don't say I didn't warn you.
Styro - I should have taken that route. Heck.
UndertheBridge - Yeah, but then she would have become suspicious, and probably imagined something worse than what it was. Moms are delicate. You have to handle them just so.


I meant yikes for you with your mom there...My bosses at the radio station would scream this out several times a day. Much like Mr. Ben Folds. Except they weren't singing. Or referring to computers.


My mom used to get upset when I played Billy Joel's greatest hits in the car because one has a sound effect of glass breaking. She would get panicked and try to figure out what had hit a window.

This is the same woman who was shocked, shocked I tell you, when I told her I was meeting friends for a drink after work last night. "Caroline, you DRINK?" "Mom, I'm 32." "Who is driving you home?" "Mom, I'm having one drink. Don't worry." "You be careful!" "Now I might need two."


Ha! This reminds me of when I was a young lass and George Michael's "I Want Your Sex" would come on when I was in the car with my mom. We were both too self-conscious to change it, so we just sat there in uncomfortable silence.

Nowadays I would turn it up and sing along. I've come a long way with my mother.

Queen Mother

Old sayings:
"Profanity is the effort of a feeble mind trying to express itself forcibly."
"Obscenity is the final refuge of inarticulate motherfuckers."

Hot Mom

You go Queen Mum!


Carrie - I think my husband still goes through that with Mom. She often recommends movies from the Independent film channel and they ALWAYS have a sex scene between siblings, or a bondage fetish, or something that just horrifies Gary.

Queen Mother (Mom) - I second what Caroline, Libby (Hot Mom) and Marcia said today at work when they alerted me to your comment. You are such a cool Mom.

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