Category - humour

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Funny But Not Funny
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OMG PMS TMI
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Wishing You A Very Hairy April Fools’ Day
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She’s Da (photo) Bomb…
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A Girl, A Guitar and a Dream To Fly To Pretend Mexico

Funny But Not Funny

  You know those moments when you’re half sobbing, half laughing, basically mortified but not enough to be blinded to the humour of the situation? Of course these ‘simulhumourous’ events are funnier when they happen to other people. But they seems they happen to me more than the average Joe. Like… It’s funny, but totally not funny when you drive over the edge of a snowbank, expecting it to be soft and squishy, when in fact it’s frozen solid like a block of cement. The deafening thunk and your hubcap flying off tips you off. They you have to reverse and slink out of your car to retrieve your hubcap, praying silently that your neighbours aren’t watching in astonishment at your idiotic driving. It’s funny, but totally not funny when you’re woken up in the middle of the night by the sound of one of your dogs—the one with the sensitive stomach—heaving. He pukes on the floor and then jumps onto your bed making a “more vomit is imminent sound” adjacent to your pillow. In a panic you sit up, grab the convulsing canine attempting to make a run for the tiled bathroom floor to spare your Nepalese area rug. In your haste[…]

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OMG PMS TMI

  When I declined my son’s invitation to go for a bike ride, he asked if I was sick. The fact that I was doubled over, holding my midriff probably gave him that idea. I wasn’t sick. I just wasn’t thrilled about mounting my bike. I also wasn’t interested in horseback riding, frolicking on the beach in my bathing suit, or doing gymnastics. I was a crampy, bloated nightmare. The only thing I was interested in was a heating pad and to be left alone. However, I felt I owed my son an explanation. He knows all about the birds and the bees. We had that talk ages ago. And though we discussed the whole “menses” topic and gave him a book to read, (It’s So amazing!: A Book about Eggs, Sperm, Birth, Babies, and Families) I suspected that my boy needed a little refresher. And so I explained, in my most mature and matter-of-fact sciencey voice about this monthly process. When I was done he said, “I’m SO glad that guys don’t have that.” No kidding. Dude, you have no idea. Then he asked, “Does this have to do with PMS? And what does PMS stand for?” So I explained[…]

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Wishing You A Very Hairy April Fools’ Day

  As usual I’ve left April Fools’ prank planning to the last minute. I toyed with the idea of trading our bald skinny pig with a friend’s furry guinea pig for the day. My children would awaken on April 1st to find bald-as a-baby’s-bottom Ernie had suddenly sprouted hair over night. Fun, right? Probably not as fun for my friend’s kids who would awaken to the shock of finding a bald guinea pig. That kind of sh*t leaves emotional scars. Thinking I’ll shelf that idea. For now. Speaking of cavy savvy gags, back in 2000, The Independent newspaper in the UK reported that researchers had developed a Viagara-like pill to treat sexually frustrated pets. The article claimed there was nothing as sad as a pet suffering from feelings of sexual inadequacy, noting “It’s not unknown for a guinea pig to sit in its cage thinking, ‘I haven’t had sex for months. Am I so unattractive?” Owners were instructed to grind the pills and sprinkle into the pet’s food. The pills were to be marketed under the brand name Feralmone. LOL! Do you include pets in your April Fools’ pranks? Do you even play any pranks at all? Or do you[…]

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She’s Da (photo) Bomb…

It took a few years before my daughter was invited to a birthday party, but once she attended her first, she couldn’t get enough. The balloons, the colourfully wrapped gifts, the kids happily playing and laughing, and of course the birthday cake. Avery is hopelessly smitten with parties. And for some reason she thinks every celebration is all about her. I have no idea who she gets that from. Ahem…clearly the party animal doesn’t fall from from the tree. *I’ve never fallen from an actual tree, but I did get stuck in one after climbing too high on a dare. I had to be rescued. In retrospect I wish I hadn’t been wearing a skirt. Last weekend we helped our friends M and J celebrate their sixth birthday. We partied. Hard. Some of us even partook in a little photo bomb action… Of course this wasn’t the first birthday photo bombing incident. There was this one too.  *Note the teeny finger print in the icing…”somebody” just couldn’t resist fondling the fondant. Aw, that’s my girl. 🙂

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A Girl, A Guitar and a Dream To Fly To Pretend Mexico

  This is Avery. Avery is tired of winter and is planning a trip to Mexico (she studied Mexico at school last week). So she packed her bags and her “tar” (guitar, for non-hipsters) and here she sits. Clearly the waiting is just too much…. Sorry senorita, Mexico doesn’t seem to be in your near future. The good news is, we’re having nachos tonight.

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