Mom is still a spring chicken, but she's old enough that I sometimes wonder if she's going crazy, or I am, or if she's always been this way.
One day this weekend I opened a cabinet to get a glass and found a raw piece of meat and two raw pieces of fish, just sitting there.
This was one of those moments.
It turns out the meat and fish was just out to defrost, and Mom was keeping them in the cabinet so the cat wouldn't eat them.
Monday, May 15, 2006
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Your mom rocks. I really enjoyed meeting her at graduation.
I'll tell her you said so. She reads my blog sometimes, but she doesn't really know how to work it. As soon as she clicks a link, she can't figure out how to get back.
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