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Nov. 10th, 2012 02:39 pmMy mother has learned the phrase "food porn".
She has not yet, however, quite mastered the application of it.
She called me up today to enhance on the news she sent me last night, which is that the proper will has been identified and gone over; as I thought, Lucky's older brother is the actual executor. I can't say I wouldn't have liked it to be me -- I know it's a pain, but it certainly would have been interesting. Anyway, there's some money coming my way as well as to my parents, which is a load off my mind, and more the following year when they get all the land sorted out. The dust is settling.
But, so Mum mentioned she learned what "food porn" meant (she didn't quite get the nuance) and on the phone call she kept mentioning it. Constantly. Every recipe she reads, every show she watches on Food Network, the outing we have planned to the food trucks when I come home for Christmas, it's all food porn. I have heard my mother say porn more in the last hour than I have in probably my entire life. It's unnerving. I texted Emmy about it and she texted back "SAVE ME".
One more year, kiddo.
She has not yet, however, quite mastered the application of it.
She called me up today to enhance on the news she sent me last night, which is that the proper will has been identified and gone over; as I thought, Lucky's older brother is the actual executor. I can't say I wouldn't have liked it to be me -- I know it's a pain, but it certainly would have been interesting. Anyway, there's some money coming my way as well as to my parents, which is a load off my mind, and more the following year when they get all the land sorted out. The dust is settling.
But, so Mum mentioned she learned what "food porn" meant (she didn't quite get the nuance) and on the phone call she kept mentioning it. Constantly. Every recipe she reads, every show she watches on Food Network, the outing we have planned to the food trucks when I come home for Christmas, it's all food porn. I have heard my mother say porn more in the last hour than I have in probably my entire life. It's unnerving. I texted Emmy about it and she texted back "SAVE ME".
One more year, kiddo.
