before i trek outta here for the day (i've gotta get showered and then head over to get the brownies to take to aunt toni's before picking cathy up)
anyway... i know i've railed on gigglemom for the past week pretty good.
i've been angry about the smoking and - more than not - have been scared of her dying.
so... that said, i want you to know that when i get scared (and/or riled up) i tend to sass. and i've sassed her on here.
now, here's the skinny, she's a good egg... albeit a smoky one.
so, i really shouldn't be writing in a way that makes it seem like i hate her - i'm just frustrated and frightened. got it?
also, there's no way i'm able to get a home health aide... nor will i ever be shoving her into a nursing home (although, i do enjoy channeling Bea Arthur and saying "Shady Pines, Ma! Shady Pines!")
We fight like banshees, but, we always smooth it over... I love her dearly, so, don't get the wrong idea when I'm posting quips about "arsenic".
Anyway, that said, i've gotta get ready to head out and about.
***and yes... she read the past week's posts and growled at me. Thus, the apology. (gigglemom I love thee. *mwah* i'm just a scared kid.)