April 18, 2008
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an evening conversation
after getting the monsters to bed after a longer than usual evening walk Insane Mother of Three and The Husband retire to the sitting room ….
IMT: I want something (to eat) but can’t decide what.
TH: That shepards pie is out there.
IMT: No something more like a bit of lovely moist sponge with some gorgeous icing.
TH: Where you gonna get that at this time of day.
IMT: Forget the time of day where would I find that in Dundalk!
TH: Oh here we go gettin all American and sayin that everything back home is bigger and better.
IMT: No. Just the food. The chocolate here is better. But I could get a lovely bit of cake at the Home Bakery, they do good cakes. They are just not open right now.
minutes later …..
IMT: I could murder a bag of Oreo Double Stuffs.
TH: WHAT??
IMT: A bag of Oreo Double Stuffs
TH: Again? In english this time.
IMT: A. Bag. Of. Oreo. Double. Stuffs.
TH: And what are Oreo Double Stuffs?
IMT: Cookies.
TH: Cookies.
IMT: Yes lovely chocolate biscuits with yummy icing in the middle, but these ones have twice as much as normal.
TH: We’re not even there yet and your plotting where to eat.
IMT: Yep all that weight I lost will be found very quickly.
TH: And will I lose all the weight I found when you lost it?
Comments (1)
oh too funny!!!