Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Like A Hawk Poised To Attack...

...Mom was waiting for me at dinner.

Last night Paula and I were headed to the Spokane Interstate Fair for a night out of the house. So when Mom got up around 4:30 in the afternoon I made her dinner.

Dinner was grilled chicken, a baked potato with butter and sour cream, skinned and cut up, apple sliced and watermelon. I thought it was a fair dinner.

Before Paula and I left, I wanted to make sure Mom was doing OK. I went into the dining room and asked her, "how's your dinner?"

 What I received as a reply wasn't exactly what I was expecting. In a snotty, angry tone of voice Mom  harshly said, "I suppose it's OK".

I merely replied, "OK, that's good", walked away and we headed out leaving her for the girls to deal with.

It probably wasn't the food she disliked. Most days when she gets up in the afternoon she thinks it's morning again and she wants breakfast. There are many times at dinner when we are all sitting around the table she will comment that it's not very good breakfast.

Perhaps today I'll try giving her breakfast for lunch too and see how that goes.

By the way, the fair was pretty fun last night. Ate some good food, ate some OK food and Paula even talked me into going on a ride. That's no small task. I don't do rides!

Until we meet again, have a great day!


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