Mis-hearing

Fannie thinks I'm getting dumber by the minute. Here's a recent exchange we had (according to what I heard):

Fannie: "Do you know what a Honda mumble mumble is?"

Me: "No, I'm afraid I don't."

Fannie, getting up and looking at me with disgust: "Honey, WAKE UP. What's wrong with you?"

Apparently what she really asked was if I knew what holiday it was.

Welcome to my life. We had a good laugh about it after she left.