"I Don't Have Kallah Brain!!"

Hello it’s not Hudi!!

I’m writing this blog for Hudi as she sits at my table, groaning and whining about the fact that she has a blog to write and doesn’t want to because she’s got too much going on in her life.

You may ask, and you would only ask if you have never read any one of her blogs before, why she has a lot going on. I may answer, or I may not, what she has going on. Well for one thing, it involves some thing that flies in the air and carries her to a place over a large body of water where someone will be waiting for her to walk down the aisle wearing white. If you guessed a cloud, you must be Hudi. “I am” Hudi said Hudi sitting at my table munching nervously on a cracker.

That’s when she laughs at me when I’m writing, and makes fun of me and tries to come up with the right word going through 1000 synonyms for many different words and I waste time listening to her giggling in the background, you may ask what else she has going on? But, and it’s kind of hard to hear when you have a hoodie munching on these crackers in the background, she doesn’t want me to mention the word that Starts with an F and ends with an L. She starts rattling off words, trying to guess what that mystery word is, she suggests, fungal, finagle, fickle (no comment), falafel… and then all of a sudden I hear a scream - FINAL!! Aaarrrghhh!! Just for the record, I - writing the blog - never said that word.
As she continues to munch on the crackers, a realization occurs to me… She has Kallah brain. In fact, I think I need to pull the crackers away from her because she is going to inhale the entire package in record time.

Well, I’m going to send her this to edit as she sees fit so you may not get to see this but in that case it is a loss because I think this was really written in Hudi’s style because somehow when you spend years with Hudi, your brainwaves alter to jello, you could call it ‘A Jello Monster’ (wink, wink) (based on a story written by a young novelist many years ago - something that was read to me way too many times).

By the way, a scenario played out like this:
Hudi: I never edit my blogs.
Ms. Heni (the un-mom): Well, that explains a lot!!
On that note, Hudi wants me to send this to her blog site immediately, so before the fog lifts from her Kallah brain, I am going to do what she said, because after all, she said to do it, and I listen to Hudi (though she is vehemently denying this as we speak).
I must add this because she always teases me about having OPS…

The other day, Hudi was sharing that she was looking for a phone while she was talking on the phone to somebody and she asked the person on the phone ‘where is my phone’?

Nuff said!!

Toodles from Not-Hoodles (her Un-Mom)!!