I have a little more time to write today so no quick missives. As I wrote yesterday, I watched Dead Poets Society on Saturday night. Strangely enough, I didn't see it when it was first shown in the theaters. I loved it and can see why it was one of Robin Williams' best movies. He was such a wonderful actor who could do comedy as well as drama. The role of "John Keating" so perfectly suit him. I loved the movie.
Changing subjects, mom has some very odd ideas about etiquette. Yesterday afternoon, sis texted me about joining them for dinner. I begged off because I was too tired from staying up late to watch the movie. However, mom got upset because I politely declined the invitation, insisting I should go because someone invited me. I stood my ground and said, no, I'm too tired. No matter much she kept asking me, I simply said told that my answer is remains the same. Then she decided at she should go because someone should. What baffles me about this is why does she think that everytime someone invites you, you have to accept no matter what? I'm not some pathetic person with no life that jumps whenever someone rings a bell. Too tired is too tired. I don't run after people. I'm sure sis and her family thought it strange that mom insisted on tagging along. The again, they probably took it in stride, "it's just the way mom is." Mostly she wants to spend time with the grandchildren, which I can understand but it seems to border on obsessive behavior. I can tell she's that lonely. Getting back to my original point, that loneliness is one of the engines that drive mom's odd ideas about accepting invitations. It blinds her to the fact that sometimes it's perfectly fine to politely decline an invitation for a legitimate reason. I was too tired and it was kind of a last minute thing. If anything, mom came home and declared that she didn't like the food she ordered. I suppose it was a minor form of karma. Oh well.
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