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   lifeisamazing
   

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   OK, my parents died when I was a teenager 15 and 19 - OK, that's not the funny part but hang in there.

   I met my best friend right after my dad died while I was helping to take care of my mother. (ALS) Her mom became my mom for the next 35 years until she became ill and moved in with me 4 years ago and then died.

   Still not funny but it's coming.

   My parents were Italian (dad) and Norwegian (mom) and wonderful people. My second mom was Jewish. She used to tell me, in her New York accent that I was Jewish by ingestion because of all the matzo brei she fed me. She also told me I was totally screwed in the guilt department "poor daling". Said the Jews invented guilt but the Catholics perfected it.

   Any time she would get mad and start yelling at me I would say very quietly with a fake wistful voice "You only don't like me because I believe in Jesus" which would make her even more mad. "Stop that, don't make me laugh or I'll smack you!"

   She was funny,irreverent, smart mouthed and wise. And less than 5 feet tall but don't mess with her. I was so lucky to have had 3 parents.

   Her daughter who is still my best friend/sister sent me this link and said "Oh my god this is Mom!!"

   I laughed so hard I cried. Maybe you had to have a mom like ours to see the humor but I thought I'd throw it out there

   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0HWhp31GIE

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   jburgh
   

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   LIA, that was great! Thank you. I about peed when she said she had double stick tape...very funny.

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   BallardGMa
   

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   Didn't have a mom like that, I would have spent my entire childhood egging her on. That was funny, thanks!

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   Oh we did but not intentionally. One time we were messing around and one of us threw a brush at the other. It hit the wall and the handle broke off. It was mom's favorite brush. Aaaaah What do we do?! .... get the glue.. hurry!.

   The next morning we were listening at the bathroom door of the tiny apartment and thought it was going alright. She was singing softly and brushing her hair. All of the sudden we heard a sound that sounded much like the end of a brush flying off and hitting the wall.
   Moment of silence.
   G*d DAMNIT!
   The bathroom door opens and there she stands in a towel with a brush handle in her hand.
   I think I've blocked out what happened next but I'm pretty sure there was a lot of yelling and chasing and running and "I'm sorry"s and "It was her fault"s

   Later we asked how she knew it was us and that it didn't just break. She gave us "the look" (the one that very accurately told us what idiots we sounded like) "There was dried glue all over the G*d damned thing"

   And then there was her beautiful antique rug and the day I went after her daughter with the whipped cream spray can. She tried to get between us screaming "Not on my rug! I don't give a damn what you do to her, just don't do it on my rug!!"

   I could write a book. hee

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   Mondoman
   

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   Thanks for the nice anecdotes!

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   LIA - Thanks for sharing. Aunt Chippy too too too funny. I was laughing so hard I almost had to do my eye makeup over. What great stories.
   And the guilt thing - I'm always saying I must be part Jewish because have that guilt thing big time.
   Thanks again, LIA, for sharing Aunt Chippy.

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