So, this morning, I am talking to my Mom. There is a bag of chocolate covered pretzels in the bed. And then…..
ME: Mom, why do you have chocolate covered pretzels in the bed?
MOM: Oh..those aren’t mine.
MOM: Gloria gave them to me…I’m not eating them.
ME: Well…why is the top of the bag ripped open and half of them are gone?
MOM: She gave them to me like that.
MOM: …and I have a chocolate covered bunny that stays under the bed. He likes chocolate covered pretzels.
ME: (side eye)
MOM: I let him come out sometimes…just to chat.
ME: Are you still sleep?
ME: I got a message from Aunt Phyllis…I need to catch up with her today.
MOM: My sister is crazy as sh*t. I am beginning to wonder which of my sisters is the nuttiest!
ME: Mom….you JUST said that you have a chocolate covered bunny who likes chocolate covered pretzels that lives under your bed. And…oh yeah.. that you occasionally chat with! I think YOU ARE!!