Or as I know it, Inauguration Day!
Only one of those events was joyful. Oh well. To be expected. Like Thanksgiving and Christmas...
I ordered dinners for Mom and her caregiver from a favorite restaurant: salmon, and seafood linguini.
And I went to the grocery store, which I don't want to do, in order to get her pretty desserts and a card. Oh wait! And mrguy bought her groceries which I also brought to her.
And here were the questions:
- What am I going to do with all of those groceries?
- Why aren't we sitting on your porch today?
- We could have gone to the park
And then the complaints about where she lives and how we don't care that she doesn't want to live there. And then some unconnected thoughts that I couldn't quite make out.
Among them she said that mrguy could come live at her place (which she doesn't like) for a week or so and she could come live with me. Jealous much?
While we were talking, a delivery person brought a small flower arrangement to the front desk, and my mom audibly said how ugly it was, and then again to me "Did you see how ugly that arrangement was?" It was for her. And that person has ears. Argh. Embarrassing.
I took a page out of the Meghan Markle handbook and said "You don't ask me how I am, and I have been doing things for you for your birthday and all you are doing is complaining. It makes me feel bad."
Such a drag.
Meanwhile, my family text thread is brimming with photos of Mom's flowers and presents from her sweet caregivers and they think this is her best birthday ever. She did call to apologize, which was nice, but I think it was just so she could stop feeling bad.
Lucky her.
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