Over at Messages from the Mothership, she confessed recently to a social gaffe. We all make them, right?
So here's my spin-off from her post. My own gaffe.
After the kids had looted the neighborhood, we all met back at the house of our very good friends. The Urban Kids' godparents. They were excited to have new next-door neighbors over. A lovely young woman and an attractive middle-aged (dare I say it -- late middle-aged???) couple. The couple lived in the upstairs apartment. The lovely young woman in the downstairs apartment. But both women happen to be blonde.
And I said...... I swear to God........
Oh, I would love it if my mom lived in the same building!
(awkward pause, but the older lady is French and admirably gracious as she says) Oh, I'm nawt heyr muthair.
Oh, I mean.... well, I'm going to my mom's next week with the kids..... so I have Mom On The Brain.... so often since the kids came along, I miss having family nearby...... just can't wait to see mom...... SO! What brings you from Paris to Chicago?
Ok, 'fess up. What's your gaffe?