All About My Mother
Mere Lapin called me at my desk today to talk about my trip to upstate in order to attend a ball in honor of Princeton ( because heaven forfend that I should ever attend a formal event on the arm of a heterosexual-certain standards must be maintained). When she told me she recently purchased a pepper grinder.

Mere Lapin: I splurged.

Lapin: Oh really? On what?

Mere lapin: On a pepper grinder.

Lapin: Well how much can that cost?

Mere Lapin: It has a motor and a light.

Lapin laughing.

Lapin: You aren't joking, are you?

Mere Lapin: Nope.

Lapin: What is this? Did they attach a John Deere riding mower to a pepper grinder? In case you need to put pepper on a salad during a power outtage?

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