Mom & Me One Archive: 2002-2003
The definitive, eccentric journal of an unlikely caregiver.
As of 1/18/04 this journal continues at The Mom & Me Journals dot Net.

7 minute Audio Introduction to The Mom & Me Journals

My purpose in establishing and maintaining this journal
is to undermine the isolation of the caregiving experience
by offering all, especially our loved ones, a window into our lives.
As I post to this journal I think of our loved ones and their families,
how busy and involved we all are, and that,
if and when they come to this site they can be assured
that they will miss nothing in our lives and will, thereby, recognize us
and relax easily into our arms and our routines
when we are again face to face.

Legend of Journal Abbreviations
 APF = A Prescott Friend (generic) 
 DU = Dead Uncle 
 LTF = Long Time Friend a.k.a: 
   MFASRF = My Fucking Anal San Rafael Friend 
 MA = Mom's Accountant 
 MCF = My Chandler Friend(s) 
 MCS = My Colorado Sister 
 MDL = My Dead Lover 
 MFLNF = My Former Lover Now Friend 
 MLDL = My Long Distance Lover 
 MFA = Mom's Financial Advisor 
 MFS = My Florida Sister 
 MPBIL = My Phoenix Brother-in-Law 
 MPF = My Phoenix Friend (generic) 
 MPNC = My Phoenix NieCe 
 MPNP = My Phoenix NePhew 
 MPS = My Phoenix Sister 
 MS = Mom's Sister 
 MTNDN = My Treasured Next Door Neighor 
 OCC = Our Construction Company 
Monday, August 25, 2003
 
Something posted before midnight...
...that's what I want. Then, I'll come back later, add and publish.
    Today was another absurdly lucky, serendipitous day. We received a free microwave. Our old one finally, today, refused to pop popcorn. I decided to visit some friends for the afternoon, leave Mom alone, let her relax and sleep from yesterday's near marathon day. We both needed a vacation from one another [thankyou, that she is alert and healthy enough to be left alone for some hours, now, thankyou on her behalf and on mine]. The friends are MCFs, intimates, with whom I discuss every detail of almost everything and vice versa. I whined that our microwave was dying. They had an extra. She gave it to me. I felt, damn, blessed.
    Our a/c has taken a trip into Insane Land but I'm not considering this infelicitous since it is a 1.5 month old unit. It won't stop cooling so I have to turn it off manually at the circuit breaker. I'm a little obsessive about reading the temperature and sensing it, but that is all.
    Mom was in good spirits. Insisted on playing Sorry. I won three out of four in amazing sets that mimicked each other almost identically. I was delightedly, apologetically astonished, and expressed my inability to do anything about what was happening to my mother. As I mentioned once before, I did not inherit my sore loser/in-your-face winner from my mother, although I didn't from my father, either.
    I'm doing some routine maintenance. Wondering how to express myself today about today in the background. I'll probably be back later. Not sure when.
    I am unusually expectant. Of what, I'm not sure.
Comments: Post a Comment

<< Home

Powered by Blogger