Mother

You know, this past year has been hard enough without my mother inflicting me with her weirdness!
She is simply fixated on the concept that if she is not in her house - it will be stolen!
And there is no reasoning with her!

So next Wednesday is her birthday and I am trying to get together with her.
Nope!  Not going to happen because she demands a party at her house!

But with 8 stairs that is not going to happen with my injured leg.
So I talk her in to going to Tims in Orting.
Close to home, She knows everyone and okay food.

It took 30 minutes to get her to understand that there are four days I can get a ride down to Orting.
Another half hour to get her to understand this is a dinner, after 5:00, not a breakfast or lunch!
No matter how hard you pout or throw a temper-tantrum!

Finally an hour later she opts for this Saturday!
By now, Gaelic Girl is in kill mode and would just as soon not play my driver for this event!
Mother is PO'ed because she is not getting her way!
And me?
I would rather be on a sunny beach somewhere else!

I can hardly wait for Sunday!