The beautiful thing about Mother is that when I'm taking the piss, she believes every word I say.
- There's a new stir-fried POODLE restaurant around the corner from where I live. I thought we could try it out when you get here.
- Oh, no...don't take me there. I'll cry. It's horrible! Why would they eat poodles...
However, when I am telling her the truth, she doesn't believe a word of it.
- This blog-thingie of yours. You don't write about me, do you?
- All the time.
- Yeah, yeah, sure you do!
It's a win-win situation really.