Yesterday I was talking to my mom on the phone. She was getting ready to go out so she told me she had to get off the phone so she could cover up her wrinkles.
I managed to stop myself before I responded with “good luck with that”. When she noted my too-long pause, I told her that that was the first thing that came into my head, but I didn’t want to say that because it sounded really mean and that wasn’t my intention.
Fortunately, she laughed about it.
I’m glad we have a good relationship.