Keeping Up With The Joneses

spell check

I texted my mother yesterday and she responded with "okey donkey!". The three dots of a continuing conversation appeared. Then came "or donkey". The three dots again, followed by "donkey". By this point I am laughing so hard, I am crying. I texted the laughing with tears emoji and welcomed her into the world of spoil chunk. I mean spoil chunk. Ugh, spell check.

 

burps

While visiting my mother last week in Kentucky, we drove to a nearby town to check out a few things. Prior to our trip, my mother claimed that she had not been to this particular town for many, many years. My brother reminded her that she had taken him there quite often for some eye treatments when he was seven.

I interjected, "Technically, that was many, many years ago."

It was not the trauma of the eye treatments that planted these road trips into my brother's memory. He explained that they used to stop at a restaurant after the treatments and he would always get onion rings.

He added, "Then, I would count my burbs all the way home. I think my highest count was 26."

If he had gone with us on this recent trip, he most likely would have wanted to relive that experience. Thankfully, he could not make the trip.