A week has gone by and I have survived. Let me tell you though, I am not without scars.
1-The prunes I got her, not the right kind.
2-She insists that we use paper plates for everything. EVERYTHING! I hate paper plates. It's wasteful and it is belittling to the food (a sandwich can be special too). I think they are appropriate for eating outdoors, but I guess I'm a snob that way.
3-She's always been a cake person, so I bought some cake mix. No-suddenly she likes pie.
4-I know she thinks I'm a bad mom.
5-I don't know exactly how she does it, but she zaps all creativity out of me. It's her overbearing practicality of things. I love her but jeesh!
It's been that way my whole life. My dad was the renaissance man and my mom, miss practical. She should have won some award. My hubby reminds me of my dad in that way. Both enjoy all the arts, good eating, and well life. My mom is always waiting in the wing for something good, but usually, bad event to happen.
And she has been asking me about some old photos of herself. And yes I do have them, and I'll give them back to her since she wants them. She told me she's been to some funerals and they place photos out of the deceased-a timeline if you will of a person through their life. This woman is going to live to be 100.