Mom

OMG my mother almost set the house on fire. So, at about 5 am I woke up to the smell of burning plastic. At first, I thought my new air conditioner was pooping out, but no. It was a really strong smell accompanied by a little smoke. Neat. So, I called my mom. Why get out of bed? LOL. She sheepishly answered. I said "Ma, is the house on fire?" (I'm not a Panicker) She said "Um, not anymore." I told her the smell was choking me. She told me not to come down to the living room, and then nervously giggled. Yes, my mother. She got a kick out of the fact that I called her from my bedroom. Well fuck, it was 5 am on a Saturday! I rolled over and went back to sleep. ;-) She is going to be pissed I wrote about this on my blog. Hehe.