My mom and sister and I have a certain store at a certain mall, in which we spend many hours together whenever they’re visiting me. To others it is called Dillard’s, but to us it is The Mothership. We know every nook and cranny. We are familiar with the locations of the various brands, and can spot a new clothing display at a 50 yds. We have taken each of my babies there before the age of 2 weeks, and to this day they all assume a peaceful, relaxed pose whenever we walk in. (ok, that last part isn’t true, but it would be nice)
Conversation between two friends, overheard by my mom (j-Mom) in the handbag department of The Mothership: (want some more prepositions?)
"i wonder if chester had that problem?" says one lady to another.
pause.
With Texas drawl, "chester’s DEAD."
that’s it. all it took to have us in giggles all the way past the shoe department. and j-mom saying, ‘well, i guess it wasn’t a problem for him after all, whatever it was.’ don’t you wish you knew who chester was, what could have been a problem for him, and why the one friend thought to bring him up in conversation, but didn’t know of his death? i’m still wondering.
poor chester.
he could have been a dog you know.
or a ferret.
a rat.
i really wish i knew.
I like your...
6:21 pm
I wonder if it was a joke? Because a lot of times around here we quote Top Gun: “ee-haw, jester’s dead!”
7:39 pm
Oooh. A mystery. It sounds like a great idea for a NaNoWriMo novel!
6:18 am
Has your mothership turned into a Macy’s? Because around here, apparently, Dillards had a problem. And now Dillards is DEAD.
WAIT. That was Foley’s. Disregard.
8:13 am
Jeana, that was NOT nice. Up here in New England we don’t have Dillard’s. I return to the Mothership only when I visit Kelsey. I live the times in between comforted in the knowledge that the Mothership lives on, tended by weekly visits from my sister. Thinking it had turned into a Macy’s? I stopped breathing for a moment. It could take me all morning to recover.
8:20 am
I was so thrown by the Dillar’d-may-no-longer-exist scenario that I forgot to offer my theory about Chester. They were in the handbag section, right? I think Chester was someone’s great-uncle (the kind you can lose track of now and then) and he may have had a well-known predilection for beaded clutches. It was something he shared with his sister, great-aunt Clara, although of course it was much easier to understand on her part. Chester was a shy guy who worked at the local hardware store. The clutches were definitely a ‘problem.’
8:22 am
That comment would have had my sister and me on the floor, rolling around laughing, repeating it over and over for the next four days.
Hysterical.
8:39 am
Well, apparently chester did have a problem!! I think dying qualifies as a problem, right? heehee. I’ve never actually been to a Dillards! Can you believe it? They didn’t have one where I just moved from…there’s one where I’m at now, but haven’t been in it yet!
8:44 am
Chester? The limping guy on Gunsmoke? Uh…that might have been before your time, though. But he is dead.
8:52 am
Here lies Poor Chester….!!!!
Diane
10:56 am
Maybe Chester was the cow they made the purse out of.
He hee
From the Dillard-less Great Northwest
5:40 am
Just stopped by to say congratulations on being a finalist in the weblog awards!!!
7:54 pm
thank you so much for giggle!
6:27 pm
Poor Chester, talk about “being out of the loop”…(LOL)!
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6:36 pm
Okay, LOVING HolySister’s comment! Too too too funny!! Now that is definitely the makings of a great NaNoWriMo novel! Just classic.
6:09 pm
Just found your blog, totally loved this post! Mother/Daughter moments are truly the best. Had one of my own a few days ago. http://joshua24-15.blogspot.com/2006/12/bravo.html
Thanks for the laugh!