Monday, March 31, 2008

The Kind Of Misunderstanding That Can Never Fully Be Explained

Vicki and I were sitting at the computer desk in her living room, going over some things on the computer. While talking about haircuts and hair care products, she insisted I try the texturizing goop she got from Brian, the Adonis who cuts her hair. He is so handsome, that I will wait until I'm unruly and sporting barrettes just so I can stop in Nashville to see him. He's so worth the trip.

As usual, Mina was at my elbow, taking in every beauty tip and trick that I have up my sleeve. It was unusual for Vicki to be giving me tips on styling products, but since her hair is short and always looks great, I wanted to give her styling product a whirl.

Vicki turned to Mina and said, "Go bring Mommy the bottle that I use every morning "OK" she said, skipping from the room to go retreive the tube of styling creme.

A few minutes later she returned. Vicki turned toward her with an outstretched hand to get the tube of gel and what does Mina hand her?

A bottle of wine!!!

All I can say is that I'm glad she wasn't discussing hair care products with her Pastor's wife.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

LOL, that is so cute.