Tuesday, March 9, 2010

My Thoughts for the Day…

Tones of Home…

003 Sometimes, I can let dad completely set the tone for the rest of the evening.  He was in a great mood and very affectionate last night.  This made me very happy.  He gave Maggie and I equal time.  We continued our talk of the Shroud of Turin and my beliefs that it is a medieval relic.  Not something from the first century.  We argued over the radio carbon dating methods used to test the shroud.  It was a good night and good times.  Dad and I can be such geeks about such things.    

I told dad about mom’s response to me when I told her to quit doing so much for me.

“She took it as a personal affront!” I said laughing. “I was trying to help her!”

“That’s your mother,” dad said. “She is just like her mother as much as she hated how her own mother acted like that all her life.”

“She told you to kiss her ass about being old,” I told dad with the biggest smile on my face spilling the beans.

“She would never say that to my face!” dad exclaimed looking astonished.

“I know,” I replied. “But I thought it was the funniest thing I have heard in weeks.”

Dad laughed good heartedly.   “I’ve told her to kiss my ass a few times as well,” he said. “So, we’re even.”

A Welcomed Surprise…

I drove over at 4am to get my Cokes this morning as I normally do.  It is the first thing I do after cleaning myself up some, shaving, brushing my hair.  I was so surprised when there were six regular diet cokes instead of the usual three caffeine free and three regular.  This just excited me to no end.  This has been the second morning in a row that this has happened.  Inside the bag were also my usual eight Tylenol and eight aspirin.  Dad would be aghast if he knew mom was still giving these to me after my wisdom tooth was extracted. Dad says I am the only person alive on this earth that can get addicted to Tylenol.   I really don’t know why she is still giving them to me as well.  I guess she worries I am still in pain after the surgery.

A Twitterer Tarnished…

twitterRemember that woman I was so dead set on making my friend on Twitter and that I was so enamored with?  Well, that didn’t end so well.  After getting to know her more completely, I realized I really didn’t like her all that well after all.  She was probably one of the most anally retentive women I have ever encountered.   It was like getting a new toy only for the toy to become tarnished after use in a week or two losing it’s luster.   Everything was akin to pulling teeth with her.  She complained too much and I tend to avoid negative people finding my mental illness is far enough negativity for me to handle in my own life.  I quit with my advances towards her.  I realized there is a reason people like her and I are single and in their late thirties.  We have lots of baggage to carry around.    

4 comments:

justLacey said...

I laughed at your mom's response to your father. Sometimes it's best to let older people have their little rituals. Your mom probably feels there isn't all that much she can do anymore, so she does what she can to feel useful. I like that you are taking care of Joyce's cat. I know for sure that she is smiling down on you. You were such a good friend to her.

Joy Heather said...

It would be so good if Maggie & Joyce's cat could one day be good friends...it is very possible, given time and patience. I had a Rottweiler and a very huge German Shepherd (at different times) and both got on really well with my cats...many years ago when one of my female cats had kittens, the only one she would let near to her babies,apart from myself, was Rocky(The shepherd) he was a gentle giant, and used to lick them all while Mama just purred at him, i think somewhere in my loft i still have the pictures i must sort them out...so Hope Maggie and Lucky become buddies..it is a joy to watch.

Joy Heather said...

Sorry about that woman friend Andrew, but i'm sure there is someone out there for you, you are kind, sensitive & good looking...and your mental health problems will not last forever, you know they are intermittant...You maybe need to go out to places when you feel well enough...keep your chim up..things will get better.

Leann said...

It is so funny to watch couples who have been married for many years. Especially as they grow into their senior years. Filters begin to get holes in them and language gets a little rougher at times. It makes me laugh. My ex mother in law and her husband were the same way. I would laugh so hard at them. They lived in Pell City Alabama. I spent about 10 years down there. Nice country but much too humid for my liking :-)