Tuesday, January 02, 2007

I'm Going to Birmingham!


Thursday night I will be winging my way to Birmingham for an interview on Friday! I will stay Friday night to explore the city on Saturday. Fab.


On another note:

I am not turning into my mother. I am my own self.

I am not turning into my mother. I am my own self.

I am not turning into my mother. I am my own self.

I am not turning into my mother. I am my own self.

I am not turning into my mother. I am my own self.

x 1,000


:-)

Sunday, December 31, 2006

Calgon Take Me Away!

I am locked in a surreal experience and I can't get out. Mother is here. I am frightened. Sitting at the kitchen table, I suddely felt like I was inside her. I was sitting like her, breathing like her, smoking in the stame style and overthinking everything. She is hard of hearing which is starting to anger me. She refuses to get a hearing aid. She insults me in championship passive agressive mode. "You're not letting your hair grow long again, are you?" She tells my kids stories of the awful and embarrassing things I did as a child, never anything positive. She won't dial long distance from my phone because she insists she has calling cards with thousands of minutes, but can't remember the calling card numbers. They are at home in RI for safe keeping . . . Mother has been here since December 27.

However, there is hope. She carries 4 different wallets. I have one. She stashes money all over her purse. I keep mine in one place. She cuts everything out of the newspaper. I have never done this. She carries 3 years worth of calendars because she needs to keep the phone numbers she wrote in them. I have one calendar and a cell phone with all the numbers.

Calgon, please take me away. She leaves Wednesday morning.