Yo, me le quedó mirando y cuando me dispuse a decirle que se había equivocado de baño, veo con asombro que tenía pechos y además usaba sostén, era una señora!!!Ups!! Inmediatamente cerré mi boca, pero rogándole a Dios que mi mama no la viera porque mi mama no tenía filtros para decir lo primero que le pasara por la cabeza conociéndola no la iba a detallar sino que le iba con todas ..
Pues mi pesadilla se hizo realidad, mi mama que sale del cubículo y la señor en cuestión iba a entrar en él mismo cubículo, y mi mama la detiene y le dice en un tono muy molesto; - bueno señor que @”#$%& es?, no ves que este es el baño de las mujeres?”-, ella diciéndole eso pero parada en el umbral de la puerta del cubículo, para impedirle el paso - ..Bueno la señora con ese tamañote , le responde a mi mamá , - que le pasa señora ?, yo soy una mujer ..La señora diciendo eso, se quita el sombrero y se desabotona la guayabera para que mi mama se convenciera que efectivamente era una mujer.. Pero yo sabía que mi mama con algo le iba a salir ..Pues le dijo – no se para que co…madre, te vistes como un hombre, acaso aquí la gente es adivina ?..Ponte una falda ,- , y yo tomando el brazo de mi mama para sacarla del baño porque si no se alteraba más y no lo iba a poder controlar.. Logre sacarla del baño pero en el camino iba refunfuñando hasta que se le paso y cada vez que se acordaba empezaba a recordar el episodio, al principio con molestia y luego se carcajeaba de la risa..
❤️❤️❤️❤️Definitivamente MAMA solo hay una ❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Hello greetings to all the wonderful beings that make up and interact in this beautiful community, Thank you
@charjaim, for this initiative, very conducive to this month where we honor the being who gave us life,. Our mother.
This has been the first mother's day without my mom, since she spread her wings to come back home 6 months ago. But as our friend @charjaim says, all mothers have a mark, a way of being ...jajajajajajaj for my mom was unique, I rectify .. is, because her energy is still here....
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Anecdotes with my mother, ufff!!!. So many ..But there is one in particular that every time we sat in the garden in the afternoons to take fresh air we remembered it.
My mother and I used to travel frequently to Caracas for health reasons. On one of those trips, after the consultation and on the way back home, we decided before returning that we should go to the bathroom first, because it was a long trip
At that time in the ladies room there were only two cubicles, there were two ladies waiting, when it was my turn, I gave the seat to my mom, and I waited for her to come out.
At that moment a tall man enters the bathroom, wearing a "pelo e guama" hat (a hat commonly used in the llanera region). He was wearing a pair of eyebrows dyed by gray hair because he was an older man, he was wearing dress pants, and a guayabera (a long shirt that is usually worn on the outside), and leather boots.
I, stared at her and when I was about to tell her that she was in the wrong bathroom, I saw with astonishment that she had breasts and was wearing a bra, she was a lady!!! Oops!!! I immediately closed my mouth, but praying to God that my mom didn't see her because my mom had no filters to say the first thing that came to her mind, knowing her I wasn't going to detail her, I was going to go all out....
Well, my nightmare came true, my mom was leaving the cubicle and the lady in question was about to enter the same cubicle, and my mom stops her and tells her in a very annoying tone; - well sir, what the @"#$%& is it? She said that but she was standing on the threshold of the cubicle door, to block her way - ...Well, the lady with that size, answered my mom, - what's wrong lady, I am a woman... The lady saying that, took off her hat and unbuttoned her guayabera so that my mom would be convinced that she was indeed a woman. But I knew that my mom was going to come out with something... She said - I don't know what the hell for, mother, you dress like a man, maybe people here are fortune tellers... Put on a skirt, - and I took my mom's arm to get her out of the bathroom because if not she would get more upset and I would not be able to control it.... I managed to get her out of the bathroom but on the way she was grumbling until she got over it and every time she remembered she started to remember the episode, at first with discomfort and then she laughed out loud....
❤️❤️❤️❤️Definitely There is only one MOM ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Invito a participar en esta iniciativa a @jennivic y @alasia
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Este año fue mí primer año sin mí abuela, pues decidió volar 2 semanas antes, y aunque no fue nada fácil su recuerdo y su esencia me acompañaron durante todo el día, no fue igual, pero supongo que siempre estarán con nosotros.🥺✨
hola mi amor, gracias por comentar, si efvctivamente ellas nos acompañan , son nuestras guias, y tranquila tu abuela siempre estara contigo..
La verdad que me hiciste reír con esa anécdota muy buena por cierto je je je
hola mi bella, un abrazo de luz para ti, jajajajajaj , si eso ocurrio en los años 90, y aun ese anecdota lo recordamos ,,, mi mama dejo huellas en nuestras vidas y razones para recordarla...gracias mi linda por comentar
¡Qué momento! Me imagino que a esa señora le ocurría eso con frecuencia por la vestimenta que usaba y tu mamá se lo dijo, más claro imposible. Buena anécdota.
Gracias por contarla.
hola @charjaim, gracias por comentar, y quiero aprovechar la oportunidad para agradecerte por este espacioque nos brindas para expresar nuestros mas profundos sentimientos, me encantan de verdad y los disfruto, gracias gracias gracias
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I love being able to interact with other people, you can count on my support in your pots.
Thank you friend you are so kind, by the way are you indien, américain native???