Monday, March 14, 2011

Nana? Is that you?

Picture the scene...

We're all snuggled up in the family room waiting for the news to start.

Karl wanders over to the calendar to see what the topic for Continuing Medical Education is on Wednesday.

He calls out, "I don't know what this is... it says the topic is,

"Mindfulness as a Therapeutic Tool for Treatment of Anxiety, Chronic Pain, and Stress."

The reply, "I don't know about that.  It sounds like a bunch of New Age mango-tango to me."

New Age Mango-Tango?

  Is that you?


No.  It wasn't Nana.

It was...


{{{hangs head in resignation}}}

I knew it wasn't correct, but I couldn't, for the life of me, figure out what the saying was!

Unfortunately, Miss Abigail was sitting right across from me on the couch. I could tell from her face that I got it w.r.o.n.g.  

So I covered my head with the blanket to obscure the look of shocked disbelief spreading across her face and she slowly and carefully said, "You mean, mumbo-jumbo?"


That's it!


Now more than ever, the poem is true...

Mirror, mirror on the wall.
I've become my mother after all.


It's a good thing I think my momma is pretty cool ;)

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Kim said...

Haha! So sweet:-) I think Mango-Tango makes perfect sense! It seems as we get older the strange things our mother's do that we used to look at and shake our heads, become less strange and more endearing. I love it! Nana-isms-The Next Generation:-)

Kathi said...

I love it!

...our dishes have been giving birth for 2 years, now all-things-confusing will be considered mango-tango!

MarshaMarshaMarsha said...

Bahahahahaha!!! Oh my how hilarious! The apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all. :)

Ma 'Nacci said...

That's too funny! Mango Tango could be a new trend!

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