I totally wish I could..oh, wait – I do. Daily – for my mother.
(another rant about my mom..sorry guys..gotta get it off my chest!)
I don’t go “out” – unless I can leave after I fix her dinner and be home before 8:00 p.m., I don’t go. Last night, we were going to dinner at the beach with LCPL Dork and his friend who are here for the July 4th holiday. Before we left, Dork had to go to the store for some soup (because of course, in the 4 cabinets,refrigerator and pantry full of food – there was nothing she wanted to eat..) and I cooked a grilled cheese and soup for her. The last thing she says to me as we leave was “You will be home to do my drops, right?” Yes. Mother.
As we took two cars, Dork could have driven Goose home and The Man and I could have gone out. The operative word there – could. I knew that if I was not home she would start calling. We got back to the car and she already called twice. I was only gone 2 1/2 hours.
I plan meals around her and what she would like to eat. I would NEVER do that for the kids – ever. Eat what I cook or fix something for yourself – or go hungry. No, I only cook things she will eat. We even have meatloaf once a week cause she asks.
I have not been able to return to work because I have to take her to the doctor every other day, and of course, there are those damn eye drops.
But – as she fixed her cereal this morning –
” I hate this milk.” (The Man has asked that I buy 2% milk ..)
Why, it tastes the same ..
“No, it doesn’t..”
I really wanted to get up and pour it over her head.
We had a conversation about this the other day and The Man doesn’t ask for much – and if he wants freaking 2% milk, by golly, he can have it.
“He doesn’t really use milk all the much though…”