Tonight, my poor sister texted me from the airport bewailing the ridiculousness of the luggage situation.
HOLLY: Mom had a luggage of food that weighed 122 lbs.
HOLLY: They only accept bags up to 100 lbs and over 50 you have to pay $75.
HOLLY: Mom had a thin duffle bag that she stuffed some of the food into and we got the bag to 95lbs.
HOLLY: Her other large bag weighed 60, so we moved stuff to her small luggage to make it work.
HOLLY: Then at security, she had to find a plastic bag to put a bag of tofu that had broken open, so I gave her a bag that held my toothbrush.
HOLLY: I am sweating and I can't wait to be with you...
She then sent me some of these choice photos:
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Tomatoes? Broccoli? What other goodies do we have here?
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I am assuming that this is her other large piece of luggage. |
ME: Hey mom we have broccoli and tomatoes in Utah too. Next time you should save on extra baggage costs and go grocery shopping here!!!!
ME: You just paid $75 in extra baggage fees to carry groceries worth less than that to Utah instead of just buying groceries here. This is ridiculous.
MOM: You are right . Time is the essence. Dad and I , we need time together to rekindle.
ME: Mom, you guys can go grocery shopping together. It does not take that long.
MOM: Ok
(Please note that the punctuation in my mom's texts is actually what it looks like. I have no idea why she puts spaces on both sides of her periods and commas.)
Then my sister texts me:
HOLLY: Lol, did you scold mom? Hahahaha
ME: Of course
ME: What did mom say?
HOLLY: Just to not tell you stuff or you'll scold her.
Sigh. My mother.
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