Mom hasn’t always been good, and my too perfect vision. ;)

Hi again, everyone.What a lovely weekend I had, and especially the lunch we shared with my dear mom. When we arrived, she was looking lovely, and was so thrilled with the Cyclamen plant, and the box of chocolates. Here we are outside her pretty little cottage. Her garden was looking stunning, even in our so-called winter, which has been really mild up to now.

It was the most perfect day, weather-wise, and we had tried earlier in the week to book at a restaurant called The Pot & Kettle, which has wonderful views over The Valley of a Thousand Hills. We often go there for family birthdays and celebrations.

Unfortunately they were already fully booked, as were a couple of others we tried, so we had to settle for the Mugg & Bean in Hillcrest. Mom didn’t mind at all though. She’s so easy to please and was just happy to be out with us. We enjoyed a delicious lunch, and had lots of laughs. I’m not sure how we arrived at the subject, but my mom got to remembering back to World War 2, when as a teenager, she was sent to live for a while with her older married sister, because it was safer than her staying with her parents in London. The two sisters had a bust up one day because my mom wouldn’t accept any discipline from her, and rebelliously stamped her foot, shouting, “I won’t! You’re not my mom!” Her sister hit out at her with the tortoise-shell hand mirror, which cracked right down the middle. Mom was sent up to her room, and lay face down on the bed. She suddenly realised that her nose was bleeding profusely, but although the bedspread was a beautiful white satin one, she just lay there and let the blood soak in for ages, just to teach her sister a lesson. Oh yes, I do remember now what jogged her memory to tell me this. I’d said to mom, something like, “I’m sure you’ve always been such a good person, and I bet you never did anything naughty in your life.” Well, she put me right on that one.Β Surprised This reminded me of when my darling sister once hit me over the elbow with the pressure cooker, and got such a fright that she made me promise not to tell mom. I had to play the piano at church that evening, and I remember that it wasn’t easy with such a bruised elbow. I also had to wear long sleeves for over a week, to hide it. Just goes to show, that although we might fight like cat and dog as kids, we usually grow up to be the best of friends. Kiss

Tomorrow morning, I go for my second eye op. I’m so looking forward to it, although I’m not too keen on the hair soaking again. I should take my shower cap with me. Do you think the doctor would think I was crazy to mind about getting my hair wet, when he is giving me perfect vision in the process?Β Undecided It took me much longer to do the housework today, as now the vision in my right eye is so amazing, that I can see every tiny speck of dust. Goodness knows what I’ll be like after tomorrow. I’ll probably have to carry a duster around with me on a permanent basis.

Hope you all have a great week. Chat again soon.

26 comments on “Mom hasn’t always been good, and my too perfect vision. ;)

  1. I remember my Mum saying to me when I was a kid that me and my brother would grow up to be friends. We’d just had massive fight and I was trying to explain to her that we hated each other and that we always would. Well she was the wise one because now we’re older we are indeed very good friends. It’s funny how it goes.

    Good luck with the op!

  2. Good luck with the eye op, πŸ™‚
    Glad to hear you had a wonderful time,you’re adding on memorise with your mom,

  3. I’m sure we all have little examples of being perfectly horrid beasts when we were kids πŸ˜‰
    Glad you had a good day with mom yesterday AD πŸ˜‰

    • Yes, I love to hear about her younger days. Her memory isn’t so good now, so when she does remember and relate the story, I’m all ears. πŸ˜‰

  4. Sounds like you had a fun day reminiscing about your younger days! You must look forward to tomorrow πŸ™‚ Blog more, you will stop noticing the dust πŸ™‚

  5. Awesome day,it sounds like. My prayers are with you this morning,my friend,you’ll see much better tomorrow πŸ™‚

    The DC

  6. All the best for the operation tomorrow. Thoughts will be with and we pray that the doctor will be guided to preform a great op.

    Glad you and the family had a good time yesterday

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