Are you crazy?????
If you're coming here, you better DRESS FOR IT.
You're all overreacting.
It's really warm over here by the stove.
Just let me say right here that Miss Puss seldom gets far from the stove. Her butt is PARKED right there.
I LOVE NEW YORK.
Who said that?????
I decided today that I wasn't going to get a whole lot done. I spent about 3 hours taking my Mom to the bank, to the grocery store, to the thrift shop, and to lunch.
I was telling her that for some reason, I suddenly thought of a particular incident that happened some 35 years ago. She was driving, and I was sitting in the passenger seat, with my toddler on my lap. This was before seat belts were standard in this country. As we were driving along, a huge truck swerved right over into our lane, heading right for us. My mother, who was about 50 at the time, drove right up on the snow bank, and back down again, to avoid a collision. It was one of those heart pounders.
Today she told me that she remembers it well, and that she felt an angel's hands over hers on the steering wheel, and that's what saved us.
I asked her why today was the first time I had ever heard that part of the story.
She's sharp. She said she doesn't always tell me stuff, because I will say she is crazy.
I think she likes to go to the grocery store just to bomb around on this. She especially likes reverse, because it beeps, and people pay attention.
And after all, isn't that what it's all about? Respect?