The Funny Side of Living Across the Street from Your Mother

My daughter is at home, putting stamps on her wedding invitations (a project that has taken over the dining room table). She is gazing out the living room window as I telephone her after dropping my son at baseball. (Note to reader: Honey is my 80-year-old mother’s nickname.)

Me: “How’s it going, Linz?”

Lindsey: “Good, I’m just about done. Uh oh…oh no…oh dear!”

Me: “What? What happened?”

Lindsey: “Honey is backing out of the driveway. Oh no! Uh oh!”

Me: “And…?”

Lindsey: “Be careful, Honey! O-o-o-o-o-h n-o-o-o-o-o…” (her voice trails off)

Me: “Lindsey, what just happened?!”

Lindsey: “Honey just backed into our garbage cans.”

About Suzanne

Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.