Mom-Time

(My fiancée and I are planning to go to a Christmas event, for which my mother will be picking us up. My mother is perpetually and predictably optimistic about timetables.)

Me: “Mom said she was gonna be leaving around 12, and here to get us about 12:30, right?”

Fiancée: “Yeah, she’s getting your brother first.”

Me: *half-joking* “So we should expect to be leaving about 12:45, then.”

(Sure enough, at about 12:15 the phone rings.)

Me: “Hi, Mom!”

Mom: “Hey, sweetie. I just called to let you know, we’re gonna be running a little late, but I’ll call you when we’re close.”

Me: “That’s fine. We already planned on that.”