As we searched for a parking space recently I pointed out to my mom, That's called a muffin top. She observed the woman I pointed at for a moment before saying, "Oh, I get it."
Another time in the car, I mentioned several of my friends who are traveling for the holidays. Acapulco. Arizona. Galveston. Of Acapulco she says, "Oh, you can tell her your brother was conceived there." OK, that was something I didn't need to know.
Earlier today while on the phone, "Was that the doorbell?" Silence. "Oh, it must've been on the TV." Um, yeah. Especially since neither one of us have doorbells.