You Rang?

Mom has called me four times this afternoon which is par for the course on any given day.   First, it was that Mrs. Sandra couldn’t go to the Mexican restaurant this week.  Mom now  just called and asked me if I would take her to eat Reuben sandwiches at Arby’s tomorrow night. I told her I would be happy to take her.  I wouldn’t mind a Rueben myself. “Your mother needs to quit eating out so much,” my father told me last night worried about her weight. My Veterinarian also called this morning and it is time for Maggie’s annual check up and booster shots. I think I am just going to leave her out there over night and pick her up in the morning.  Poor Maggie. She will be shaking like a leaf during all of this and will no doubt wet herself during the process.  Maggie’s also has an ear infection I’ve been fighting so this is a good reason to go as well.  She needs some antibiotics and something more potent than eucalyptus oil. Dad sat on my couch last night during our medication ritual intrigued as I told him about mom’s and my little adventure out yesterday. He always says this and it makes me cringe that mom and I didn’t get along until we were medicated for our mental illnesses.  Mom and I used to consistently fight like cats and dogs. It is hard to believe now, but I grew up at odds with my mother all the time. Time for a Revolution… I am loving my new Logitech Revolution MX mouse.  I love the sleek sty...
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