I've had so many other things going on in my life that I've neglected to give an update of the latest escapades of the Princess Mom.
Here’s the first tale:
I got whomped between the eyes with a nasty bug the Saturday before New Year's, and spent the next several days in bed. I knew I sounded pretty awful, but was completely thrown for a loop by the following telephone conversation:
OD: "Happy New Year!"
PM: "Happy New Year, yourself! Have you made your reservations yet? When are you coming down here? I need to know, because it's holding up committing to others who also want to come down for a visit."
OD: We just spent 10 days together on a cruise, and are talking about taking a 2-week cruise in the early fall. What in the world is she talking about??? "Uh.... No, I haven't made any reservations. We were talking about the fall, weren't we? What's the rush?"
PM: Making the usual leap from one subject to the next without answering the question… Wow! You really sound terrible! Your father has the flu, too, you know."
OD: My father has been dead for seven years. What in the name of all that is holy is she talking about? "Uh, Ma?"
PM: Yes?
OD: Just who do you think it is that you're talking to right now?
PM: Hesitates. "Christopher?"
OD: "Doesn't he usually call you 'Nana,' not 'Ma'?"
PM: Emily Litella lightbulb going off. Oh…….. Leslie?
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