Friday, April 6, 2012

Friday Fragments: The Motherload

I'm typing this up Thursday night.  I leave tomorrow to go pick up my children.  The last evening before I get them is always bittersweet.  I cannot wait to see them, but I have learned to enjoy the solitude... the time off. I never seem to get as much done as I think I will.

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One of the things I did this week was meet a fellow blogger out for dinner.  We were joking that I should start my own meme where I visit bloggers, take my picture with them then blurr out my face... Kind of like, "Guess who else knows whom I really am?"  But we never took a picture, so I guess that's out the window!

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I think, when I told y'all the story of Daddy's heart attack earlier this week, I may have failed to underscore the irony of my mother not wanting to go to the hospital in her bathing suit.  Let me direct you to this post ... apparently it is okay to go to the store or take a walk around the neighborhood in  your bathing suit, but not the hospital!

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My last night in FL, my mother made a comment about "all the drinking I'd been doing lately."  I thought, well you took me to a wedding, where the wine was free and I knew no one AND Daddy's sister called and asked us to go to dinner and you said 'no' because you wanted to take me to the Tiki Bar with your friends, where y'all bought my drinks... if it was a problem, why'd you do it?

Besides, it wasn't me who was hanging stone-cold sober out the sunroof waving at the car behind me at the traffic light in front of "The Walmart" on the way home!





Mommy's Idea

13 comments:

Renegades said...

I bet it was fun to meet a fellow blogger.

Blond Duck said...

LOL! Why was she in her bathing suit?

Not a Perfect Mom said...

the picture idea is super cute! too bad you didn't do it...
and your blogher ad is cutting off some of your words...

Mimi B said...

I'm the same way about picking my boys up after they've been gone. Be it a week or just overnight.

Oh my gosh, I remember you talking about your mom walking around with her bathing suit on. LOL

I love meeting bloggers. =) It would be a cute meme.

Charlotte said...

Aww, I love that idea for the picture project with other bloggers. You can still do it for future bloggers! I remember when I met one the first time and I was so nervous, I forgot to bust out my camera, too.

Your mom sounds hysterical. And her drinking comment is totally one my mom would say to me, too.

Nezzy said...

Ok sister, I think there's a whole other post here!!! Mom in the swimsuit...daddy havin' a heart attack...I'm feelin' a heap of blog fodder!!!

God bless ya sweetie and have a marvelous Easter weekend!!! :o)

Andrea (ace1028) said...

OK, so we have to hang out again soooooon. As in SUPER soon. We should have had someone take it for us. Boo. I miss you already. Safe travels, my sweet friend. ;)

bill lisleman said...

waving to the car behind you at a stoplight - there must be more to that story. It always is easier to judge others than yourself.

Laurie Matherne said...

Personally, I never go the hospital in a bathing suit. So, I side with your mother. Ha! Our mothers bring us joy and comic relief as they age. Just enjoy the good times, and try to laugh when it gets tough. My mom once called me to ask if she should take my father to the ER. Apparently he was laying on the floor, complaining he had broken his back, and had been there for hours. I told her TO CALL AN AMBULANCE, but she wanted him to get in the car.....

Wayne W Smith said...

Well that what moms are for - to drive you nuts for twisted logic.

Keetha Broyles said...

Your mom sounds like quite a character!

Mrs4444 said...

Laurie's comment is something I've never heard before; interesting...

Here hoping you had happy reunion with the kids and that they arrived with all-clean laundry! :)

lol on your drunken behavior...

Happy Easter!

Babes Mami said...

Oh mom, I can't remember where you are in relation to me as far as a meetup sometime.

One time I drank two WINE COOLERS aka basically koolaid, around my mom & tripped because she was building a deck and there was stuff everywhere and all night she commented about how drunk I must be and that was after she took them away because I'd 'had enough'.