Sunday, November 13, 2005
Can I have a mimosa NOW, please!??
Today, I have to take Mother to the 50th wedding anniversary for her cousin, who she had a huge fight with last year with the cousin telling her she hated her and hopes she dies, etc. Mother was invited to this shindig because she stood up to their wedding 50 years ago. (In cousin's defense, she was in the process of quitting smoking after 60 some years, so she may not have been in her right mind. Nevertheless, the fight was unprovoked by Mother, and I can appreciate that Mother is a little apprehensive about going.)
Anyway, here's a sample of what I have waiting for me when I pick her up:
Pray for me, everyone.
Anyway, here's a sample of what I have waiting for me when I pick her up:
Her: Do I have to take my raincoat?
Me: Well, yeah. It's windy, and the temp's going to drop.
Her: But I don't know how I'm going to carry the present and my blazer; I don't want to get my blouse wrinkled.
Me: Um ... just put the raincoat over the bla ... why would you worry about getting your blouse wrinkled if you're going to be wearing a blazer over it? [NOTE: Mother's raincoat is a very stylish London Fog that, because of its shape, looks sort of like one of those structures that houses snow salt. Which means the blazer would fit fine underneath the coat.]
Her: I don't care if it gets wrinkled once I have the blazer on ...
Me: Well, yeah. It's windy, and the temp's going to drop.
Her: But I don't know how I'm going to carry the present and my blazer; I don't want to get my blouse wrinkled.
Me: Um ... just put the raincoat over the bla ... why would you worry about getting your blouse wrinkled if you're going to be wearing a blazer over it? [NOTE: Mother's raincoat is a very stylish London Fog that, because of its shape, looks sort of like one of those structures that houses snow salt. Which means the blazer would fit fine underneath the coat.]
Her: I don't care if it gets wrinkled once I have the blazer on ...
Pray for me, everyone.
