Visiting Mum
Mood: ok
Listening to: whirring of mum's primitive computer
I thought that I would visit Mum as she has had such a raw deal lately.
We had a nice dinner and a nice little South Australian Shiraz.
She did get a little over excited and then opened up the Baileys. Not a bad dessert in my view.
My son came out and said "Nonna, I am going to do something really nice for you."
Mum looked excited.
He then began detailing his plan.
"I am going to get Pop and Lani (the dog) from the 'grave yard' for you."
A concerned look came over my face... wondering where this was going.
He then lapsed into a great tale about how he was going to have to fight off lots of monsters first.
It slowly dawned on me that my son had turned my deceased father and the dog into characters from the amimae "Yugioh".
Lucky Mum was reasonably shit faced as her response was laughter.
Mum then got a phone call from one of her dearest friends. I washed up and then discovered her fast asleep on her bed with the phone in her hand. Poor woman is so exausted.
I think that it did her good to have a few drinks.
Naturally, it always works for me.
