Mickey & Andrea: high school sweethearts, married 19 years, best of friends, coolest people ever. Kelsie: oldest daughter, UW sophomore, serious shopping addiction, thinks she's going to be famous one day, wants to change her name to kelsie kardashian. Katie: middle daughter, CWU freshman, vegetarian, obsessed with cats, wants to move out of the country to have children who will speak with an accent. Nina: youngest child, in the seventh grade, addicted to dancing and gravy, hates her new braces.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

i've been doing my job for a long time now. and, almost everyday i shake my head and think to myself, "i can't make this stuff up". here's an excerpt of a conversation that i had yesterday.

Me:  ok, here are your pills you need to take with your breakfast.
Confused Old Person:  i need a banana.
Me:  well, you ate all of your banana. would you like me to get you another banana, or do you want to take your pills with some pudding?
COP:  just get me 2 bites of banana.
Me:  alright, hang on. i'll be right back.

I go looking for an extra banana, don't find one, grab a pudding from the fridge, go back to the room.

Me:  i couldn't find a banana, but i found some pudding.

I look at COP who is scraping the bottom of the butter cup with a spoon.

Me:  what are you doing?
COP:  huh?
Me:  what are you doing with the butter?
COP:  i'm getting the last bite.
Me:  but, that's butter. are you eating the butter?
COP:  huh?
Me:  the butter. are you eating that?
COP:  are you calling me fat? when you get my age, you don't worry about eating butter. ooh, is that pudding? i was saving that for later!
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