Another Saturday Night

Oh, what a lovely day it was today!

The sun shone, the birds sang, THGGM mowed the lawn...

We thift shopped a little bit. I bought a Honer recorder for Baby Boy. I believe I will regret this early Monday morning, but, oh well. The boy does like to make music. I also picked up three summer shirts for him, and - drum roll please - a Bob the Builder Memory game! Hooray! In this family, memory is an important topic.

I found a wonderful old game with Bakelite letter cubes. That made me squeal with happiness - and also itch like crazy, as when I got it home and opened the box, it was green with mold. The box. The letters, being of a non-moldy material, are fine.

This was such stressful week. I went into emotional lockdown mode several times just to survive it. But, the week ended well.

When I got to my parents house this evening, I found my mom clothed, and in her right mind. The nasty painkiller life-sapper drug was out of her system. We had one of the longest, clearest, deepest conversations together than we have had in at least two years. I know this, because when I went to sit down to fill all of their meds for the week, mom sat on the couch. She said, I'll just leave you alone while you do that, so I won't be tempted to talk to you while you are concentrating.

I assured her she wouldn't be bothering me, and she came over to the table, where she proceeded to tell me that she could not believe how tired and confused she has been, but that TODAY she could finally think a few thoughts that made sense.

I told her how alarmed I was by how tired she had been on Thursday. Then, I told her how Baby Boy had dusted her! She said she didn't remember anything from Thursday, except that Baby Boy was there, but she wasn't with it enough to play with him. Yes. I told her, that certainly was the case!

My dad wasn't home when I arrived. She told me he had gone out to pick up milk and would be back before I left. When he came home, he was even surprised at how awake and alert she was.

I stayed for an hour. Mostly for my own sake. I needed my mom, and she was there.

I nearly danced all the way home. Although, I almost didn't make it home. If you lived in my neighborhood, you might know of the strange lady in the brown car. She drives around and around and around and scares the 'what-not' out of people, plants and things. She almost hit me. (which reminds me that Thursday, my dad jumped out of his chair in my living room because he saw a car across the street ride over a curb and onto the sidewalk. it was the brown car lady.)

The evening was topped off by a trip to the Dairy Dip with Baby Boy and his family. He likes me better than ice cream.

Tonight THGGM and I watched "Night at the Museum". Last night it was "The Queen". My, my. aren't we immersing ourselves in culture.

And now it is time for the National Anthem, and then the test pattern will appear on your screen.

Good night.