Unexplored Territory

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

I would like for you to meet my sister

A friend of mine, a scrappin' sister, Wendy made the comment to me a year or so ago when we went to Crop A Doodle Do that I reminded her of someone. This is how the conversation went down.

You know what? Now I know who you remind me of!

Really. I hope it isn't someone awful.

Oh... I can't think of her name ... oh you know who she is ... that psycho woman in Misery!

Christie about peed her pants ... KATHY BATES?!?!!?! she screams?

Me ... I just sat there thinking to myself ... well, this could have gone two ways.

Hey..... you know who you remind me of? That woman from Fried Green Tomatoes ... not Jessica Tandy ... the younger one ... the funny one ... the one who took control of her life and found herself in that movie.

OR

Hey ... you know who you remind me of? That psycho from Misery! The one who hobbles poor James Caan. The one who was the nurse in the maternity ward, and she was killing off those babies. The one who pushed her husband out a window. THAT one!!!

So you can well imagine how I was feeling after that comment. It was funny ... and I didn't mind at all. Really, I didn't.

Fast forward to this morning.

Mini Martha had commented on how she thought the Monkey would love Annie. We have the remake of it (not the Carol Burnett/Tim Curry/Albert Finney version ... that one I grew up on and I LOVED it). This is the one with that dude from Titanic ... the ship's engineer ... and, you got it, Kathy Bates. As the nasty, crotchedy old Miss Hannigan.

Kathy sings her heart out in Little Girls, and the Queen looks over at me and says "Mommy!!!! You look JUST like her. But you aren't mean like that."

Like that. Like that.

Methinks there is a pattern that is emerging here.....

Labels: Kathy Bates, lookalikes

I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.

The nine-year-old who seems to be growing older every minute, has an opinion and a comment for everything, and has a true servant's heart.

The seven-year-old who loves the organization of things, will someday be someone's therapist because of his kind soul, and will more than likely be living with us until he is 40 years old.

The five-year-old with the 13-year-old attitude, who has a dictator's personality, asks you to watch her all the time and say "hold on" to keep your attention, and will someday come home on the back of some dude's motorcycle with 10 tatts and a body piercing or two.

The man of the house, the fixer of things, the winner of prizes, and the only person in his family to escape the South.