So the story of My MOM continues. Surprisingly, after my email to her to stop drinking for good, she seemed to dry out again. I told her how "nice" she is when she doesn't have those "two glasses of chardonnay" and we were living a fairly nice existence - until last night.

I never cook, but I woke up a couple of days ago with an inspiration. I called her with the "announcement" that I was going to make a Tuna Noodle Casserole!!! While in the process, I realized how much I love to create in the kitchen. I was having so much FUN! "Oooh, this smells so good!"

Since she always shares with me what she cooks (she also cooks rarely), I decided to make the 20-mile journey to her town so I could give her a serving of MINE. She was at work, so I said, "Just leave it here and you can eat it for lunch tomorrow."

"Tomorrow" was yesterday. We chatted a little yesterday afternoon and she said she had tasted my dish and it was "a good first try". A little more detail than you might need: I don't cook from a recipe. I read the recipe and then do my own thang. This freaks her out --- going "outside the box" in any way. So we've already had a little row about that. BUT, that she could find a compliment tells me she wasn't drinking. In fact, I think I said that to her exactly: "See how nice you are when you don't drink? If you had had the two glasses then you would have said, "This is a piece of shit!"

HOWEVER, while we were talking last night, she mentioned having some of it for lunch that day. "Why some and not all? I thought you said it was good?" "Well, I was terrified of finding a CAT HAIR, so I just took a couple of bites and picked through the rest."!!!

I reminded her that I never have rude things to say about HER cooking, or anything else she does. I always try to sound supportive and encouraging. She's like, "Well, I'm not trying to hurt your feelings." I told her that it's not a reflection on me, it's only a reflection of her bad manners. I also reminded her that A.) there weren't any cat hairs in the food, B.) if she is so afraid of putting something bad into her body, why does she SMOKE?, and C.) that the food she gets from fast food, and hot dogs is FAR worse than anything that comes out of my kitchen!

<<<BIG SIGH OF FRUSTRATION>>>

The conversation starts to crumble into a fight with me commenting: "I thought you were only mean and rude when you were drinking." Mom answers back, "No, this is just me."

!!!!!



I did have an interesting dream this morning. And I've decided, when the time comes and she NEEDS me to feed her, I will so happily spoon feed her baby food with little cut up CAT HAIRS in it! I may even throw in a pub of my own just for fun!


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Oh! I think I ended the conversation (before hanging up on her) with "Don't worry, I will never have the Generosity of Spirit to share any of my food with you again."



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