Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Pollyanna

Highlights of living at home:

(1) My mom, the sports freak: my mom opened the paper, grabbed the sports section and say, "Che! Lost again! Goddy goddy." (And then realized it was last Sunday's paper.) Also, she's randomly obsessed with "So You Think You Can Dance". I think that says it all.

(2) My dad, Speedy Gonzales: my father leaves the car in such a rush, while I'm always rolling up the window, taking off my seatbelt, adjusting my messenger bag. Once, he rushed off so quickly that he left his door open. And forget about keeping up with him in the store - unpossible. You just have to hope that through some Brownian motion/chaos theory/happenstance you happen to cross paths again before he decides to andale andale, arriba arriba back to the car.

(3) Little bro, #2. There's no easy way of explaining this. My mom, when feeling deeply put-upon, sighs and says (somewhat phonetically) "Iswara, deva mai." Recently, Mom sighed deeply - and little bro #2 said "Sharaddi, eh Mom?" There was a noticeable pause, hangtime while Mom and I figured out what the hell he was talking about. Yeah, that was his attempt at what she always says. Mom laughed so hard she had to hold the stitch in her side, I had tears in my eyes. Really shocked that he wasn't willing to repeat it for Dad. [Incidentally, the Iswara is also a Malaysian car.]

(4) Little bro, #1. Really needs to get with the program, hasn't done anything that funny - just been nice and helpful. BOOOORING!

P.S. - 2 weeks, mes p'tits!!

7 comments:

suitablegirl said...

ende devam-ay, you are the phunny, edi. ;) my fave point is number four. my least fave point is the postscript...

sigh.

Sushant Bhatia said...

I dont get #3! What does Sharaddi mean?

maisnon said...

Sharaddi doesn't mean anything - it was my little bro's attempt at reproducing what my mom says.

(And that spelling still doesn't capture how far off he was - he gave it an "a" I've never heard in any Indian word, ever.)

brimful said...

I, on the other hand, love the post script as well. DC's loss is my gain, b*tches! :) But we want you all to visit, of course.

Btw, your dad is like my mom. Keeping with her in a shopping situation is like a game of Where is Waldo. At our local department store when I was a kid, the service desk knew us by name, because my bro & I would always go up there to ask them to page her. How we were never abducted still remains a mystery to me!

Chai said...

haha--i love your family members. i find it amusing as well when parents are addicted to reality teevee. My dad-American Idol. My mom- Antakshari Idol (yes, the Indo version of American Idol)...

and brimful, my mom is/was the exact same way as yours.

ads said...

I like hearing about your family.
My mom likes the song "Ride Wit Me" by Nelly, which is a source of endless amusement to me. My dad, on the other hand, likes "Sk8er Boi."

jm said...

Strangely, my mother is also addicted to So You Think You Can Dance. This comes as a bit of a surprise, given that my entire family watches CNN, CNBC, MSNBC and (gulp) Fox News all freaking day long. Enough with the news people - how about a sitcom?