Wouldn’t you know it? I went to play tennis and have dinner with my mom last night and over dinner, all she could talk about was the fabulous day she had babysitting 3 of my nieces and nephews. How they went to Junior Gym, and how they went out to lunch and had ice cream and blah blah cute little fuckers blah blah…. I swear it’s as if she suddenly hates me and read my last post, and decided to torture me. (She doesn’t and wouldn’t.)
The worst part came when she was talking about meeting a woman at lunch whose grandkids live on the East Coast. The woman really missed them, and my mom said (to me) something along the lines of, “I felt so bad for her, because I’m so fulfilled living close to these guys.”
I know she didn’t mean anything malicious by it, but OUCH!
fulFILLED. Like full-up, no room for more. I know that’s not what she meant by it at all, but I just hate how IF makes our brains turn a casual conversation into something so terrible.
Unfortunately this time I was drinking red wine, so guzzling it wasn’t as much of an option.
The good news is that for the first time in about five years I beat her ass in tennis! She plays a lot, and I don’t, so her consistency always seemed to be key. Not last night, though! Erratic power rocks!
Also, I played the Erin kneads game. The spellings are all screwy because I don’t want to be one of the other million people found by googling this game. It’s fun, though!
Er!n kneads another miracle - ain't it the truth!
Er!n kneads a drink - again, quite truthful!
Er!n kneads to wear shirts - I'm sure most would agree
Er!n kneads what most white girls crave - a c*ck that measures in the double digits - really?
Er!n kneads a Google Good Time - Sounds fun to me!
Er!n kneads to be naked too - what is it? Shirts or nakedness??
Er!n kneads to go to bed - Can I watch So You Think You Can Dance first?
Er!n kneads a new hobby - Aside from blogging her eyeballs out?
Er!n kneads some pain free days ahead - always up for that!
Er!n kneads Paul more than he needs her. - Paul, you bastard!