My family reminds me a lot of the Barones from "Everybody Loves Raymond." They always mean well and provide a unique comedic touch to my life. Case in point:
Last week, I was a bit busy. I was staying a little late for work because I was letting my students make up work for report cards AND I was prepping some students for the Texas Assessment of Knowledge and Skills (TAKS), which apparently is a pretty big deal in Texas.
Anyhow, all of this puts me at home around 7-ish when I have to walk my dog and usually prepare dinner--my wife works 11-hour days and gets home AFTER I do--which leaves me little time to talk on the phone (which is usually silent from work. BTW, does anyone even use landlines anymore?).
So, to shorten this, my stepmom had been trying to call me, and I'd missed (at least) a few of her calls. I finally called her back. Here's (loosely) the exchange:
Me: Hey, what's going on? I'm sorry I missed your calls.
Her: Fine. Are you OK?
Me: Yes, why?
Her: I had a terrible dream about you, and it sent my heart racing.
Me: What happened?
Her: Well, I had this dream that you had on some sort of helmet and you couldn't get it off, and you were about to pass out...
R-A-N-D-O-M....
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