Mum, I love you, but please don't grab me by the ear to look at my earrings as I'm trying to drive around a roundabout. Not if you want to be eighty-six, anyhow.
oh lord, this makes me recall hair-raising driving with my mum, only SHE was driving! My mother believed that stop-signs, one-way streets, etc, were for other people....
She drives. Very conscientiously. Keeping all the rules, speed limits, etc. Very proud of never having had a single accident in almost 50 years since she got her license. Her insurance premium has got so low it is almost negative. Earnestly watches traffic safety programs on TV...
I haven't driven a car since, erm, 1995, I think. Nobody trusts me with theirs, and I don't feel the need to own one. My approach to driving is rather more slapdash than my mum's, so she's very glad that I don't, as I don't confirm to her high standards and she'd worry constantly if I'd insist.
Writing my own stuff, wondering about packing in RPGs since nobody else seems that interested, and trying to draw something even if only a few lines everyday.
But mostly at the moment preparing for daughter's 18th birthday on Tuesday and her party on Wednesday. I'm having to clean stuff!
Whenz your Mum's birthday? My Mom just had her 86th!
Oh yeah, very glad you lived through the earring inspection. Sometimes I wonder if thinking is involved at all in 80-something's actions, a bit like a two year old's.... (Since she moved in with me I've had to remove the knobs from the stove as all but ONE of my pans has a burned bottom. She couldn't remember not to use it while no one else was around, and I wasn't thrilled with the prospect of the house catching fire because she left a burner on then took a nap...)
Aren't they a worry? I never know what mine's going to do next. Say - yes - she tells me the same thing over and over. For instance "Why can't you write something NICE? Like about a nice lady finding a nice man and falling in love and getting married." And I smile and say "I'll put it on my 'to write' list."
Actually I just remembered that it DID write a het romance. Since I'm bored I'll post it a chapter at a time on my fic journal and add you as a friend if you feel like looking at something truly bizarre.
No, it wasn't. I had a split seconds warning too which made it worse in some ways. She announced, "I'm going to look at those earrings," and I had just enough time to go "Oh but, Mum..." before she grabbed ahold. My daughter was in the back and said later that I whimpered like a puppy.
So yes, it is funny now, but it was a mercy that the traffic was light.
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Better that than the other way round...
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I haven't driven a car since, erm, 1995, I think. Nobody trusts me with theirs, and I don't feel the need to own one. My approach to driving is rather more slapdash than my mum's, so she's very glad that I don't, as I don't confirm to her high standards and she'd worry constantly if I'd insist.
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However, she DOES like the earrings. :D
How are you lovely?
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How are you?
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But mostly at the moment preparing for daughter's 18th birthday on Tuesday and her party on Wednesday. I'm having to clean stuff!
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Congratulations to your daughter tomorrow. An important milestone! x
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Oh yeah, very glad you lived through the earring inspection. Sometimes I wonder if thinking is involved at all in 80-something's actions, a bit like a two year old's.... (Since she moved in with me I've had to remove the knobs from the stove as all but ONE of my pans has a burned bottom. She couldn't remember not to use it while no one else was around, and I wasn't thrilled with the prospect of the house catching fire because she left a burner on then took a nap...)
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Aren't they a worry? I never know what mine's going to do next. Say - yes - she tells me the same thing over and over. For instance "Why can't you write something NICE? Like about a nice lady finding a nice man and falling in love and getting married." And I smile and say "I'll put it on my 'to write' list."
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I can't imagine you writing poorly, even if the story is fluffy. Heck,
I like your writing so much I'd even read your grocery list....
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Funny to read about...but I'm quite sure it wasn't funny at the time.
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So yes, it is funny now, but it was a mercy that the traffic was light.