My mother

My mother is insane. Well, only at times. Inopportune times. Like when she decided to start vacuuming before taking me to middle school in the mornings. Or when she bought a chicken and threw it out as soon as she brought it home and realized my father and I don't like roasted chicken. Or when she got engaged without telling me. Or when she had a fit of road rage. Or when she, well you get the point. My non jew friends say that she is the most stereotypical jewish mother on earth. I just marvel at the freedoms they get.

But today's mom tidbit is the following:

While seeing Vincent D'Onofrio on Law and Order Criminal Intent:
"Oh my god! He's so fat! He's so fat! How did he get so fat! He got sooo fat!"
Me: Yes, Ma.