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Saturday, May 22, 2010
From the mouth of 'old' babes...
So, Mom wasn't doing so fantastic today and decided to just stay home for happy hour instead of meeting some old high school friends. I had Gert propped up outside on the deck, swathed in her new Mother's Day blanket when I went inside to mix a Gin martini. Uh oh; dropped the lid and it disappeared into the area under the cabinet that I affectionately think of as my own Bermuda triangle. I got down on hands and knees (no easy feat these days and I don't just mean because of age. Try kneeling down with 5 dogs in the house who all take that as a signal for a love fest....). Anyway, the top had rolled way out of reach, right smack dab in the back between two quarters and one forgotten jelly bean. Resigned to the fact that I was gin topless, I went outside and explained my demise to mom. As always, she had the right take on the situation. She said:
"Honey, that's not a problem. Just drink more gin."