Humbug!

I was racking my brain over some rather Dickensian subject matter.

Me: What was the name of that story with Scrooge and all the Christmas ghosts?

Sister: A Christmas Carol.

Me: Right, right.

Mom: Is that the movie with Bill Crosby?

Umm... not quite.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0096061/

I can't tell if she was confusing Bill Murray for Bill Cosby or Sidney Crosby. Either way, she was way off.

Letters to John

My Sister was watching "Letters to Juliet" one day when it was being aired on TV. She was by herself but then my mom walked into the room...

Mom: *GASP*

My sister looked over at our mother to see what was so gasp-worthy.

Mom: YOU ARE WATCHING LETTERS TO JOHN WITHOUT ME?!?!?

Sister: Ummmm......


Hey at least the two movies she mixed up had the same actress in 'em. I think my mom likes Amanda Seyfried...

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0892318/

Well Hello There!

This is a story from way back in 2006 when the Edmonton Oilers were in the Stanley Cup finals. My parents and my little brother were in future shop when they spotted star defenceman Chris Pronger. My brother was so excited to see such a huge hockey star, so my mom encouraged him to go over and talk to him.

Mom: Go up and say hello.

Brother: No way. I don't want to bother him!

Mom: What's the big deal? I'm going to go over and say hi.

Brother: No, mom! Don't!

But before my brother could stop her, she was already carting her 4'11'' self over to greet the 6'6" defenceman. My brother watched in horror as she walked right up to him and began to speak.

Mom: Well hello there Mr. Peca!

Brother: * mortified * WHAT THE HELL IS SHE DOING???

Pronger just looked at her, then walked away. She returned to where my dad and brother were safely observing in the distance.

Mom: Well he sure was rude!

Brother: MAYBE BECAUSE YOU THOUGHT HE WAS MIKE PECA!

Mom: That wasn't Mike Peca? Who the heck was he?

Yet another case of mistaken identity.... Sometimes I wonder if my mom was the reason he requested to be traded.

http://www.myalphabets.com/type-and-graphics/wood-type-revival.html

R.I.P. Led Zeppelin

My little brother is a HUGE Led Zeppelin fan. Actually, to say that he is a huge fan would be an understatement. He bleeds ZoSo.

One day a long time ago, my well-intentioned, mal-informed mother burst into my little brother's room...

Mom: Did you hear? Robert Plant is DEAD!

Brother: WHAT???

Mom: Yes. He is dead. I heard it on the radio.

Brother: I can't believe it *devastated*

My brother immediately goes on the computer to start investigating the deets:

Brother: What the hell? There is no news on his death yet. You'd think there would be more media coverage since he was in Led Zeppelin.

Mom: Led Zeppelin? He wasn't in Led Zeppelin.

Brother: What??? What are you talking about???

Mom: Robert Palmer wasn't in Led Zeppelin.

Brother: OH MY GOD! YOU SAID ROBERT PLANT DIED, NOT ROBERT PALMER!

Mom: No I didn't.

Brother: OMG YOU ARE SO STUPID!!!!!! *storms off*

Mom: What's his problem?

My mom has many issues with mistaken identity.