Thanks, Mom.
So yesterday my mother…um… I’m going to go with “encouraged” me to get to bed at a reasonable hour. We made a deal wherein I promised to go to bed by 10 if she promised to not gallivant all over town but to REST that day. You may recall that she just had surgery. Nothing slows this woman down.
True story about my mom: After she gave birth to me, her doctor walked into her hospital room and found her standing up with her palms flat on the floor. “I just wanted to see if I could still do it,” she said. Her idea of recovery time is different than the rest of us mere mortals’.
However, she is nothing if not a woman of her word, and so she e-mailed me this morning to tell me she’d lived up to her part of the bargain, how’d I do?
I was in bed by 10, as promised. Then the cat, who is on a diet, started begging for food at 3am. And my daughter got up at 5:30. But I was in bed by 10!
Even though my sleep was broken up into little chunks, I really do feel better. Leave it to Mom to know what’s best for her girl.
At right: Emily and her grandparents at a school function, 2006.
Encouraged?
Encouraged?
Heh. Expressed concern. And I don’t want my mom to be concerned. Plus she’s a smart lady, she knows what she’s talking about, so I listen to her when she tells me things.
Heh. Expressed concern. And I don’t want my mom to be concerned. Plus she’s a smart lady, she knows what she’s talking about, so I listen to her when she tells me things.
I’m sure she’s a sharp cookie. She raised you after all, but encouraged sounded like a euphamism for made you.
I’m sure she’s a sharp cookie. She raised you after all, but encouraged sounded like a euphamism for made you.
Heh. She would never MAKE me, but she does possess the Power of the Mom. It magnifies all suggestions by a power of ten, even if she doesn’t realize it. Unfortunately, it also sometimes filters them through this weird warp in the space/time continuum so I hear them as though I’m ten years old. “Moooooom! I know what I’m dooooiiiing!” Fortunately that didn’t happen this time.
Heh. She would never MAKE me, but she does possess the Power of the Mom. It magnifies all suggestions by a power of ten, even if she doesn’t realize it. Unfortunately, it also sometimes filters them through this weird warp in the space/time continuum so I hear them as though I’m ten years old. “Moooooom! I know what I’m dooooiiiing!” Fortunately that didn’t happen this time.
Mom Power is a scary scary thing.
Mom Power is a scary scary thing.