Yesterday my mother and I went to our fave. Italian place for our early(to beat the crowd) Mother's Day dinner. and even had lots left-over for today! With both our ill health it may also end up being both of our last. We ordered a yummy spinach/cheddar dip with baked pita wedges and we also got garlic bread( one of my all-time faves.) and I got Penne Pollo Al Forno which is Penne pasta with chicken and it had mushrooms and cheese in it and originally came with yucky broccoli too only I told them to not put that in because I hate broccoli and it's disgusting and she had Fettuccine Alfredo with chicken, broccoli and red peppers and we shared a decadently sinful chocolate mousse cake with caramel, drizzled with chocolate syrup and whipped cream(I had to take my lactose pill)! Yum! Oh, my God, it was just sooooo good it was orgasmic and my toes were curling and if that had been my last meal I would have died happy, with a full tummy,and with a huge smile on my face! We even had "entertainment" too watching one waiter bump into another and watch as he made him drop the grated parmesan cheese and spill it all over the floor and have to clean it up. It grossed me out as well watching my mother eat( and she never used to eat like that!) twirling the fettucine on her fork she also used her finger (instead of a spoon)on the other end of the fork to wind it and then to help shovel the food into her mouth she used her fingers to shove it in and she also slopped food all down the front of her shirt and it was soooo embarrassing; I can't take her out anywhere anymore and she kept rudely staring (and a long time,too) uncomfortably at people,too, which was awkward and made me feel self-conscious.
As well as that, she would often hold her head in her hands like she had a bad headache and squeeze her eyes shut for awhile which scared me thinking she was "stroking out" and at her age when she does stuff like that it scares me( and every morning when I get up I always go check on her and make sure she's still alive) and it's sad and shocking as well to see how slow and feeble she really is, esp. trying to get in and out of the car and in and out of her seat at the restaurant, but she is also overly-dramatic too, exxagerates, and "milks" it for all it's worth,and loudly moans uh-uh-uh,ooooh, uhhh, etc. too, to get attention, sympathy, and people "fawning" all over her, and poor Buddy hurt and felt bad yesterday as well and would cry out when I'd pick him up or touch him and I was really scared I'd wake up and find him dead this morning but luckily and thank God he's still here, and yesterday my abdomenal pain was even worse than usual too and I kept shitting and I hate my colon so much I just wish I could rip the f*cker out! Our stupid Internet also kept going out as well.For the past few days I also have to keep clearing my throat as it feels like it's all full of "gunk" and like something's "stuck" in there.
The 16 YR old also came home earlier yesterday than I'd expected and I was just outside smoking a J and then he walked by and saw me in the hallway in my underwear(I was changing to go out, thinking I was alone) and he goes, Put some pants on! and it was a smoky haze all day from the wildfires all the way in Alberta (I hope our Edmonton Boys are ok and it's not near them!!) as the smoke came all the way over here to Ontario, and the 28 YR old sees lots of dogs at client's homes at work and he says he's the "Dog Whisperer",too and can connect and relate to dogs just like how I have a "way" with animals,too, and on the weekend my hubby is going to play "pickle ball" and I never even heard of it and it doesn't even sound real but made up; is that even a real thing; it sounds like you're hitting or kicking a pickle, or maybe the ball is green and has bumps on it like a dill pickle,and now this shithole has Hate Speech laws you can be fined or jailed for speaking out on ,criticizing,or against people, lifestyles, or things you don't believe in, agree with, condone, etc. when it's just expressing your opinion, so now we don't even have free speech anymore and pretty soon it'll be illegal to speak out against pedophilia,too!
You can see the stars but still not see the light.-The Eagles
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