Funnies?

I wanted to do a quick write up of some of the funnier highlights of my week. I keep starting entries that tend to be long winded, and I think I am in need of lighter less wordy fare. (Note to self: Stop going on about being succinct and get to the damn point.)


Must be in the genes (jeans?)

Z often keeps us laughing. He can't help it, he is discovering the world. I have often joked that to get a man to do something the trick is to make him think it was his idea. I don't think I realized it started so young.

Z (playing with stuffed bunny): Mama, what do rabbits eat?

Me (thinking a lesson could be learned here): Vegetables good stuff like carrots and lettuce.

Z (smiling): Nooo they don't eat that?

Me: What do they eat?

Z (thinking hard): Carrots! I think they eat Carrots, silly mommy! (as though this just occurred to him.)


2nd example of how there is just something fundamental different about that plaything the Y chromosome grants.

Z (running excitedly into our bedroom): Momma! Dadda! My penis just got smaller! Cool! (exits stage left)

Us: giggling uncontrollably, What do we do about that?


Getting the Pink Slip

And lastly there is the workplace humor. To set up one part of this story, I should remind you many of my coworkers don't speak English, although all of my crew does.

One of my spray guys was leaving this week, to go retire in Costa Rica. I am upset for two reasons, one he was a great worker, and two he is going to Costa Rica. (His saving grace is he says we can come visit.) He was giving me a hard time earlier this week and I told him he better watch out a pink slip could be in his future. (a recurring joke) This made a light bulb turn on over my head. I had already planned on making cupcakes to mark his departure, but now I had something really good planned.

So yesterday at first break I gave him an envelope with a letter attached to the front informing him he no longer had a job here at "Snafu" nursery. Among the funny things on the front, I cautioned him that the loss of his job was no reason to run off to a Latin American country to drink, gamble and live on the beach. I told him inside the envelope was his termination package, aka the "pink slip." Inside was a old lacy full length slip I had dyed pink. Richard loved it and died laughing as did the other people present. (To my dissappointment, he did not wear it over his clothes.) I noticed one of the other guys, Jose, was laughing pretty hard and his English is just so so and I asked one of the other ladies to explain it to him. However they decided it was funnier to not explain it. I am not 100% sure what his version of it is, I gather it involves cross dressing, and I am not sure what else, but he laughs every time he sees me now!