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October Twenty-Six, A Day in the Life
Sounds around Missoula...
At the outdoor store, buying Jim his bithday present:
Late 20-something cute outdoor store, wishing he was telemarking with a hot chick with dreadlocks instead of selling me a over-priced fleece something-or-other, guy: Can I see your ID?
Me: Sure.
Guy: Oh! That's my mom's name.
Me: You mean Mignon? Wow, that's the closest I've ever come to a Mignon - this is, what, 2 degrees of separation?
Guy: Uh...
Me: Did she go by Mignon?
Guy: No, we call her Na-Ni.
Me: Oh. Wait - you call your mom Na-Ni?
Guy: No, no. I had a cousin by the same name, so the family calls my mom Na-Ni. You know, it can be confusing.
Me: Na-Ni. Huh - I guess that's kinda like Mignon.
Guy: Yeah, but, you know, I call her Mommy.
Me (and the other cute worker guy behind the counter): *blink*
Me: You, uh, well. Thank you very much.
---Later, Jim and I come home from some beers and dinner.
Quinn (as we walk in the door, running toward us sideways, butt out): Look at me! I'm Super Bum!
---Later, Jim, Babysitter/Nice Friend Girl, and I sharing a beer
Babysitter (as Jim hurriedly poors my beer into a glass): Ah man. Now she's gotta suck the head off.
At the outdoor store, buying Jim his bithday present:
Late 20-something cute outdoor store, wishing he was telemarking with a hot chick with dreadlocks instead of selling me a over-priced fleece something-or-other, guy: Can I see your ID?
Me: Sure.
Guy: Oh! That's my mom's name.
Me: You mean Mignon? Wow, that's the closest I've ever come to a Mignon - this is, what, 2 degrees of separation?
Guy: Uh...
Me: Did she go by Mignon?
Guy: No, we call her Na-Ni.
Me: Oh. Wait - you call your mom Na-Ni?
Guy: No, no. I had a cousin by the same name, so the family calls my mom Na-Ni. You know, it can be confusing.
Me: Na-Ni. Huh - I guess that's kinda like Mignon.
Guy: Yeah, but, you know, I call her Mommy.
Me (and the other cute worker guy behind the counter): *blink*
Me: You, uh, well. Thank you very much.
---Later, Jim and I come home from some beers and dinner.
Quinn (as we walk in the door, running toward us sideways, butt out): Look at me! I'm Super Bum!
---Later, Jim, Babysitter/Nice Friend Girl, and I sharing a beer
Babysitter (as Jim hurriedly poors my beer into a glass): Ah man. Now she's gotta suck the head off.
posted by Mignon at 7:38 PM
*smiling*
Just another normal day in the life of Mignon. I could use a beer right now.
That's the hottest thing I've heard all week.
That's sad, really.
Oh, I laaaaughed, and laaaaaaaughed!
Super Bum... AND THEN the BEER.
Oh, my... (**wipes tears**)
Thanks for the giggle.
CGF
Aw Mignon (or should I call you Na-Ni?) I wish we lived closer. I'd suck the head off (of a beer) with you antyime.
Perhaps Babysitter was influenced by your sexy new profile pic! Nice!
Lordy ... I'm lost for words.
(and, zxsrwnxm was what i had to type to even be allowed to comment!)
Great post thanks for sharing it.