Home again,
Home again, lickity split. That's a line from the old movie "Bladerunner" when the guy comes home from work and his toys greet him at the door. I always liked it because sometimes it would be nice to come home without somebody saying gimmie first thing out of their mouth.Dave and John, it was so kind of you to point out my spelling error. It's not that I can't spell. I can't help it if my fingers are blind. But talking about desserts, my choice would be Key Lime pie or cheese cake. But the best would be Cream Cheese Pie. No, that's not a mistake. My mother has a recipe off the Philadelphia wrapper from a million years ago that's to die for.
Speaking of Mom, here's how my morning with her went Thursday.
Mom: "Why are you here?"
Me: "Because Britt asked me to come see her, and with Robin passing away so suddenly, I decided that I wanted to see everybody while I could."
Mom: When are you going to take that weight off?"
Me: "What?" (Brilliant comeback, don't you think?"
Mom: "Are you and Joan going to put me in a home?"
Me: "What?" (Sparkling repartee.)
Mom: "Are you and Joan going to put me in a home?"
Me: "I hadn't planned on it. Do you want to go into a home?"
Mom: "*!!*!*1*!* I don't want to be stuck with all those old people." (She's 88)
Me: "So, why are we taking about it? As long as you can still get around on your own, and wipe your own butt there's no reason for you to go into a home."
Mom: "Oh."
That was the highlight of the day. We had lunch at the Atlantis Casino with my sister, and Mom pouted the entire time. We decided that we'd do dinner Friday evening since my niece couldn't make it that day. I ran by JSP where Britt and Joan work and managed to get online and sort through the junk e-mail.
But the best part was getting to spend a week with Brittany and spoil her a little. I think I mentioned that her husband is in California taking care of unfinished business. She's such a beautiful girl and I don't understand why she settled so low on the totem pole.
I was a good mom and didn't say a word about it while I was there, but my heart breaks for her. She'll never be out of debt again if she stays with this guy. (No, she doesn't read this.) I wanted so bad to wrap her in my arms and bring her home. Not to be,...yet.
posted by Nankin at 4:47 PM
5 Comments:
Your witty comebacks are the same as mine! And of course, we can always think of 10 things we could have said about an hour later! Oh well...
Glad you got to spend some time with your daughter (Brittany is your daughter, right?). I don't know why some women choose losers. I've done the same. I can't explain it, but now I've learned that dogs (yes, Baxter and Bailey) are better than men.
Sometimes I think all our Mother's went to the same school to learn how to talk to their kids.
It's good not to be alone even though somewhere inside I think I should feel bad for you ;-)
What are friends for (other than to point out spelling errors.)
Recently, I was at a local festival and one of the treats they were selling was chocolate-covered key lime pie. Mmmmmmm, better than a deep fried Twinkie I'll bet. They have those too, you know.
Pretty lady in the picture. I'm assuming it's your daughter.
I'm tempted to comment personally, but my daughters DO read my blog and those on my blogroll, so...
(And btw, some of MY typos are really beauts!)
John
Your daughter is extremely lucky, because it's obvious you're a wonderful mom. Your daughter is gorgeous.
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