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redthroatedloon) wrote2005-11-16 10:49 pm
redthroatedloon) wrote2005-11-16 10:49 pm
Goin' to Minneapolis
So in another 36 hours or so I'll be wending my way to Minneapolis with my mother, visiting my brother and making up for the fact that he won't be able to be with us on Thanksgiving. My mother is thrilled -- she's been feeling restless and wanting to travel. She's was in such a good mood today, she spent an hour lecturing the S.O. on why he shouldn't even allow butter or salt in the house, and then called me at work to give me the shorter version.
As to the trip, I'm not looking forward to it -- my mother is becoming more and more, well, her as she gets older, and I'm beginning to feel like one of those older, harrassed, unromantic woman who puts up with her querulous, elderly mother. I'm turning into a cliche. I can see it -- it's progressed beyond my elbow and is heading for my shoulder. Doctors say there is no cure short of an amputation. I'm done for. [sob]
As to the trip, I'm not looking forward to it -- my mother is becoming more and more, well, her as she gets older, and I'm beginning to feel like one of those older, harrassed, unromantic woman who puts up with her querulous, elderly mother. I'm turning into a cliche. I can see it -- it's progressed beyond my elbow and is heading for my shoulder. Doctors say there is no cure short of an amputation. I'm done for. [sob]