Ok... so... Thursday is grocery day... My friend Margaret comes to collect me every week. This lady adopted my little dog Louie 4 years ago... and we have become close. I will be babysitting Mr. Louie in 9 days for a whole week because every summer... Margaret rents a cottage out of town.
Margaret and I are on totally different dimensions... She is extremely "new age" in her thinking and I am Christian in mine. We have carefully curated a stage over the years for mutual respect and genuine love and acceptance.
Margaret is quiet.... and I am NOT quiet... and so ... God bless her... I think she has to mentally prepare herself for when she comes to pick me up because well.... THINGS happen when I'm around. HAHAHAHA... and none of them happen QUIETLY.
So... we always separate when we get to the grocery store... and then we meet at the check outs. When we got into the car to come home... I piped up that I had bought myself a special cheese. It's called Castello Tickler. It's actually made in the UK so perhaps Cosia is aware of it. I bought the "mature cheddar".
Margaret wanted to know what kind of cheese I bought.... and when I tried to say it.... this is what came out.... I bought "mature Christian" cheese.
Without blinking an eye.... Margaret looked at me.... and said.... of which I suppose you think you are???
The two of us bursted into UNCONTROLLABLE laughter... we could not stop laughing.... to the point of HOWLING. If a police officer would have seen us... I am certain that we would have been made to come out of the vehicle for suspicious behaviour. Oh my goodness.... HAHAHAHAHAHA.
What makes this even funnier is that Margaret is NOT funny.... she is a very quiet... reserved... calm lady... so that comment was GOLD.
This happens almost every time I am with Margaret. There is no such thing as QUIETLY going in and getting our stuff done. HAHA.