Here's a funny exchange between Mr. Twinkle and me tonight:
Me: So I take it you haven't exactly finished your Hanukkah shopping for me?
Mr. Twinkle: No. I still need to shop.
Me: (Trying to throw a guy a bone). Well, I have an idea. Why don't I go pick out some fabric to re-cover the dining room chairs, and that can be my Hanukkah?
(Glamorous, I know, but it desperately needs to be done).
Mr. Twinkle: Um...I think you might already be getting that...
Me: What? ... Your mom! ... That b*tch!
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It's funny, but there's something different about me knowing it needs to be done and taking care of it, and her taking it upon herself to make it happen. It's nice of her; it's necessary, but it's also mildly annoying. I do find it hilarious that it's something that I want and need, but coming from her it seems pushy.
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