Silly goose, over here!

Mother is absolutely OBSESSED with eating at the Eagle so we try to eat there once a week to satisfy her craving. Her craving consists of anything ending with dessert covered with half a can of whipped cream (my girl gets what she wants). Well anyways, Trisha, Melanie, Mother and I went to the Eagle the other day for lunch and we walked in and Genine led us to our booth and we all sit down and Mother pulls out a chair and goes to sit at a table by herself...We called her over and she sat with us.

Making decisions was always hard for mother but now its an absolute game. One day she'll like cheese and the next day she'll be disgusted about it. This lunch she was really craving a blood mary so we got her one well she actually had two and was trying to get Trisha to drink with her. The toughy is always the meal so we go through some ideas for her (she doesn't look at the menu becuase she doesn't really know what it says) and she keeps shooting us down. I finally remembered something and it was the key to picking her meal...I asked Genine what she thought was good on the menu and the first item she said Mother thought was a great idea. The thing that I remembered was that she usually goes with what new people say like in a way she's sick of what we have got for her so she loves hearing new ideas which are things we say anyway but hearing it from someone else really gets her excited.

On another note, we were sitting at the table and out of the blue we thought omg, did we check what shoes she is wearing...phew, she was wearing a matching pair! That's my girl :D

Of course that matches

Mother and her outfits, what can I say they get stranger and stranger everyday. Its hard to question her about them because she just goes I dont care or shut up, bitch and then giggles so we just kind of let her go with it. Here is her latest fashion statement:

If you're thinking is that a clog and slipper you are CORRECT. The funny thing it the clog has like an inch heel sort of thing to it so when she is walking it has to be uneven but she doesn't care. I took them off her last night and tucked her in (only because she kept going to her bed and coming back down so i figured if i tucked her in she'd stay there and it worked) and someone how she managed to put the same slipper and shoe back on. I feel like there is some sort of intelligence behind it because both slippers and both clogs are right next to each other and she mentioned to put the same clog and same slipper on the same feet. I know, I know, I'm reaching but hey you have to sometimes.

converstation with mother

me: are you eating a jawbreaker?
mom: i'm trying to.
me: here (putting my hand out) i'll take it.
she doesn't say anything
me: oh, you want to keep eating it?
mom: where is it?

huh? my thoughts exactly.

those damn trash cans

So, on Weds mornings we have to make sure we have a ears up to listen to what mother is doing because she likes to take the trash cans in. For some reason she has an obsession with things being in front of the house, including the trash cans, cars, cats, etc. One Weds morning we caught her around 7am trying to go outside to bring the trash can in which wouldnt have been too much of a bad things except for the fact that the garbage men didn't even come yet. We had to go downstairs and convince her to go back to bed until they came.

Two weeks ago, I knew the trashmen had come and I was just waiting for Mother to get up. Like clockwork I heard her get up and go to the door. After about 5  minutes of her playing with the door trying to get it open I heard her leave and I got up to check on her and before I could even get down the steps she had returned and was creepily knocking on the front door because she locked herself out.

Last week it was raining alllll day and Mother kept trying to go outside to bring the trash cans in in her SLIPPERS. For about 3 hrs I had to listen to her say "i'm going out" to go get the trash cans. I would have just gone outside and gotten them myself but I didnt want to get wet so instead I just listened to repeat mcgee. Oh, Mother.

Oh mother. What can i say she really is a funny lady. So much has been going on I keep jotting down everything that I want to say, I hope that I remember it all. Where to start?

Well, the other day Mom told us she was, "I'm going up" which means shes going to bed, she seems to tell us that a lot just so we know where she is I guess. After a few minutes I see that she is looking at a piece of mail like intensely starring at it for minutes so we finally asked what she was doing and she said, "its for me" so on the plus side she at least can recognize her name but she opened and was looking at the letter and couldnt figure out what it was saying. It was a letter from the doctor saying that she needed a physical so we told her that and she was like why, i dont need to go, i'm not going, when? So, we told her it wasnt for awhile but then lied and said oh wait its tomorrow and she threw the paper on the ground and said "i'm not doing it" and sat back down to watch tv. It was really funny and it showed a bit of personality which was quite refreshing. Oh mother. Can't wait till we actually have to take her to the doctor that'll be real "fun" ordeal.

Getting Dressed


I think the concept of what article is which has really slipped mother's mind. The wearing a sweatshirt and some pajamas pants because she was sleeping. Well, I guess at some point she was colder so she got up and put on some clothes to warm-up, which meant she took off her pants and put a t-shirt on top of her sweatshirt. Definitely, a different take on layering up. Of course we put a more appropriate outfit on her but yet again it has happened again today. 

Oh mother, it's going to be a fun winter, I think we better get her a snuggie for sure. I make sure to wrap her in the blanket. She has been staying in bed a lot longer. Winter she definitely goes into hibernation mode probably sleeps 12+ hrs a day.

Trash Day


Trash day is always a fun day too because mother is obsessed with the trash cans. We put the trash cans out on tuesday night and from then until the trash cans are brought in the next days is a constant battle about bringing the trash cans in. Oh, no I have to go to work. I will leave you in suspense for now.

Crying....over the phillies

So, i probably havent seen my mother so emotions let alone cry in a long time but they were just showing a synopsis of the phillies and all of their accomplishments and it had really nice music and what not. Well, we look over and mother is crying while watching it. She really loves her phillies. But, dont worry she plucking out her hairs while doing so. that's my girl.

Its been awhile, sorry. Nothing much has been going on except the continued craziness of mother. She has been talking about Erik for the last 5 days and about going somewhere but the conversations dont go like this. It is a constant game of trying to figure out what she is talking about and once we figure it out the cycle starts over and we have to play "the game" again! Repeat and pete were on a boat...

I will be posting a lot more and hopefully getting everyone else involved. I'm going to try and post a little something at least daily which I know is thinking positively but I will try.