Mom

Hello Everyone:

It's an overcast and fairly quiet Tuesday morning.  I think for the first time in weeks, it's been like this and I love it.  Hopefully the stifling heat and humidity is over.  Now if would only rain.  So far mom has been pretty good about staying calm around holiday/family lunch preparations.  She's been a little nutty while sis and the family are away.  Mom has to know what they are doing every minute of every day and if all is well.  When she doesn't hear from them for awhile, she insists that I text my sister to have her call home.  How ridiculous is that?   Sis and BIL are grown adults and the grand brats are not babies anymore, let them enjoy some family time.  I tell mom, that unless it's absolute emergency, I'm not going to bother them.  I have to be honest, I'm rather enjoying mom's hyper-protectiveness because rather them than me.  Mom does call me repeatedly when I'm out on a date and usually I don't answer unless I have a moment to check my voicemails.  Of course, when I do finally come home I get yelled at for not answering the phone and making her worry.  She really needs to find something to do.  So, for a change, it's nice to see some else the object of her obsessions.  I guess I should be thankful that my mother still worries about me but sometimes it's really too much.  It makes me feel like I'm still a child, which I'm not.  It's not like I'm going to do anything reckless.  Sis and I just want to have a good time.  In other news, I still haven't heard from the host of the luncheon in Thursday.  Fine, I would prefer to other things anyway.  Mom told me that the host called her to verify my phone number.  Apparently, the host left a phantom voicemail. I don't have the patience to chase after people nor do I care for second or third hand invitation or just showing up.  Anyway, I'm off for now.  Later