...and assorted fanfics when having Pierre Pettigrew as a Health Minister sounds slightly ominous. Gah. (Pierre is of course French for Peter.)
Things are looking up this morning: mom is in the shower right now, so I thought I'd sneak to the computer because it may take a while (Froglet on whether she remembered mamie Heidi: "of course I do! You're the one who always wears lipstick" :D So much for diplomacy)
My mom is mamie Heidi, because there is also a Mamie Charlotte (Husband's mom). There are other ways to say grandma, but both mamies were quite decided to be called the fancier name, so they now have to put up with however the little ones can pronounce that mouthful of a name. I am, of course, not allowed to say Mamie unless I talk to the little ones. It makes things more complicated for me: I have to address her according to whoever is in attendance, because I have pointed out that calling her maman in front of the kidlets confuses Tadpole ("Mais non! La, maman!" point to me). Ah well.
Thank you to my flist *hugs tight* for all the wonderful things you said to cheer me up. Fact is, I am not usually that touchy; but my mom has ways of getting under my skin. It has, of course, a lot to do with the fact that we love each other very much: if we didn't, I could ignore the sniping.
Patty: I got the postcard from Rome!!! That's another thing that cheered me up, very much, thank you. :D
Things are looking up this morning: mom is in the shower right now, so I thought I'd sneak to the computer because it may take a while (Froglet on whether she remembered mamie Heidi: "of course I do! You're the one who always wears lipstick" :D So much for diplomacy)
My mom is mamie Heidi, because there is also a Mamie Charlotte (Husband's mom). There are other ways to say grandma, but both mamies were quite decided to be called the fancier name, so they now have to put up with however the little ones can pronounce that mouthful of a name. I am, of course, not allowed to say Mamie unless I talk to the little ones. It makes things more complicated for me: I have to address her according to whoever is in attendance, because I have pointed out that calling her maman in front of the kidlets confuses Tadpole ("Mais non! La, maman!" point to me). Ah well.
Thank you to my flist *hugs tight* for all the wonderful things you said to cheer me up. Fact is, I am not usually that touchy; but my mom has ways of getting under my skin. It has, of course, a lot to do with the fact that we love each other very much: if we didn't, I could ignore the sniping.
Patty: I got the postcard from Rome!!! That's another thing that cheered me up, very much, thank you. :D
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Date: 2004-08-10 03:45 pm (UTC)My mom insisted on my kids calling her "Mi-Mi" although, to give her credit, the titles of "Mommy," "Me-Maw" and "Maw-Maw" were already in use. My dad disagreed because he thought if my mom was "Mi-Mi", he'd have to be "Pi-Pi". We reassured him that he could be "Paw-Paw" if he wanted.
Anyway, "Mi-Mi" has a rather outlandish upscale tone to it where we're from, which suits my mom to a T. Mais oui, cher, as we say here in Louisiana.
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Date: 2004-08-10 09:38 pm (UTC)And it's not like your dad would agree to anything to please your mom, anyway ;) You have such an, er, exotic family, Terry.
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Date: 2004-08-10 10:42 pm (UTC)*massive hugs and chocolate*
*gentle whack from whifflebat of love*
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Date: 2004-08-11 01:22 pm (UTC)You're lovely.
Why you and Patty actually decided to go separatein LJ is beyond me, BTW: LOOK: SYNCHRONIZED COMMENTING! so much more difficult than syncronized swimming :D
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Date: 2004-08-10 10:49 pm (UTC)*hugs and hugs and hugs* Everyone needs lots of hugs.
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Date: 2004-08-11 01:24 pm (UTC)You and Alysa commented at the same time, did you notice? SYNCHRONIZED COMMENTING! The new Olympic disciplin! Am very amused.
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Date: 2004-08-11 04:35 pm (UTC)*ducks Patty's bitchslap*