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.
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.
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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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