Sunday thoughts

Today I'm liking technology because I can speak to you on my wonder phone. Kind of cool isn't it? My little nephew is impressed with the slide bar that let's me use a full QWERTY keyboad instead of a touch pad. Hey, I may develop texting skills just yet. Ain't technology grand. Anyway, I've been pissed at mom since Thursday. I know, I should really move out. This time it's because she hijacked my date. We came home from dinner and she was still up. I was hoping she would just say "hi, nice to see you, how was dinner" then disappear. But no. She just sat there chatting up the guy for about an hour. Yes, I could've joined in if I wasn't so tired already. I just felt totally ignored. Of course she doesn't she did anything wrong. Her explanation was "I like to talk to people." Just like my mom, not pick up on social cues. I don't know if it's or just plain lack of social skills but you just don't do stuff like this. Then she tries to draw me into a whole "discussion" about why I'm so pissed. My assumed I had a terrible time at dinner or the guy said something that made me mad. Truth be told, I don't feel comfortable talking to her at all about anything beyond the superficialities because she just attacks. Then to make matters worse, she tries to get the guy to gang up on me by inviting him for a Seder. Nice going mom, get the guy to choice between spending time with his aging, ill parent and spending time with her and the family. The plan was to manipulate him to agree to come to the Seder thus guaranteeing my appearance at the table. After I vehemently said no. I really don't why I still get upset about all her antics? She'll just keep doing the somethings over and over again. The only thing that I can change is my reaction. I react by not playing along. Thus, I write and feel better afterwards.