Sometimes I Open my Mouth and my Mother Comes out.

As a child, adult, I still do this, I am one to leave my messes behind me when I leave a room.  Crumbs on the table or counter used to drive my mother to distraction.  Eventually the only real solution to that was to move out.

 So the other day Big C was setting the table.  The table was not clean.  I said to him "but that table is FILTHY, it is COVERED in crumbs. He looked at the 20 or so crumbs on the table and looked back at me, very confused.

 Oh snap.  My mother and I had that same conversation in the 80s and 90s.  Many. Times.