I Love my Mama
CAUGHT IN THE ACT!!!
There I was. Squatting and going through my baking stash, checking what has turned suspiciously greenish and fishy-smelling, when mum's voice came behind me.
"What's that thing above your butt?"
Startled, I turned round and lamely tried to cover that "thing" with my shirt.
"Huh? What thing?" i'm deadi'm deadi'm deadi'm deadi'm so, so, DEAD.
"That one.... HAIYO! You went to tattoo??"
Gulps.
"NO LA! It's been there since a looong time ago," I acted nonchalant and continued my tidying. No more questions please.... SOS?? somebody find me a hole RIGHT NOW!
My silent chanting didn't work.
"It's permanent?"
No reply.
"Stick on, is it? Hmmmmm actually it's quite nice..."
I nodded. Now I didn't lie, cos' I didn't SAY it was fake. Means I didn't lie.. Have I said that already??
Wait a minute. Did she say it's nice? Tried to hide my cheshire grin from her. Luckily my back was facing her.
"Can wash off then ok.. else forever no good."
"Mmmm.... oh! BY THE WAY Mom. A lot of things inside have expired already. Look at all those (points to kitchen table and pulls off a super disgusted disapproving gonna-faint look). Good thing I checked, ya know.."
My ploy worked. Mum laughed and said she didn't dare to throw those cos' not sure if I'd still be needing them. And helped me dump those down the chute.
The evening went on without further mention of the cat on my back. She was cool about it, which surprised me. Well, I guess she thinks I'm old enough to decide what I wanna do with my skin. The nose piercing I did during my uni days caused some resistance initially, cos' i "looked like indian". But HELLO! I still survived the academic madness and got them a degree. What about the numerous ear piercings I got in JC? I too aced my 'A' levels! So that shut nosey relatives up. Ok this is one of those times I actually do sound like a snob. Horrors! But noseyparkers who bitch about people? Sod off! It's my nose anyway. :)
I love my mama. Now, I wonder what Dad would say tomorrow morning...... And somebody please tell them the cat's my pet... for life? Another time.. another time.. Over a really nice sumptuous dinner that I prepared. *winks*
There I was. Squatting and going through my baking stash, checking what has turned suspiciously greenish and fishy-smelling, when mum's voice came behind me.
"What's that thing above your butt?"
Startled, I turned round and lamely tried to cover that "thing" with my shirt.
"Huh? What thing?" i'm deadi'm deadi'm deadi'm deadi'm so, so, DEAD.
"That one.... HAIYO! You went to tattoo??"
Gulps.
"NO LA! It's been there since a looong time ago," I acted nonchalant and continued my tidying. No more questions please.... SOS?? somebody find me a hole RIGHT NOW!
My silent chanting didn't work.
"It's permanent?"
No reply.
"Stick on, is it? Hmmmmm actually it's quite nice..."
I nodded. Now I didn't lie, cos' I didn't SAY it was fake. Means I didn't lie.. Have I said that already??
Wait a minute. Did she say it's nice? Tried to hide my cheshire grin from her. Luckily my back was facing her.
"Can wash off then ok.. else forever no good."
"Mmmm.... oh! BY THE WAY Mom. A lot of things inside have expired already. Look at all those (points to kitchen table and pulls off a super disgusted disapproving gonna-faint look). Good thing I checked, ya know.."
My ploy worked. Mum laughed and said she didn't dare to throw those cos' not sure if I'd still be needing them. And helped me dump those down the chute.
The evening went on without further mention of the cat on my back. She was cool about it, which surprised me. Well, I guess she thinks I'm old enough to decide what I wanna do with my skin. The nose piercing I did during my uni days caused some resistance initially, cos' i "looked like indian". But HELLO! I still survived the academic madness and got them a degree. What about the numerous ear piercings I got in JC? I too aced my 'A' levels! So that shut nosey relatives up. Ok this is one of those times I actually do sound like a snob. Horrors! But noseyparkers who bitch about people? Sod off! It's my nose anyway. :)
I love my mama. Now, I wonder what Dad would say tomorrow morning...... And somebody please tell them the cat's my pet... for life? Another time.. another time.. Over a really nice sumptuous dinner that I prepared. *winks*
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