The faculty of making stupid discoveries by accident. The name of my first Fantasy Football Team. Neither of which have anything to do with this blog. I just like the word. Deal with it !!!!!!
Happy Birthday to you…
Today, May 22nd is my mom’s 75th birthday. In a “Carol cute” moment this evening we were sitting around discussing her birthday party on Saturday afternoon and I asked her how old she was going to be. This has become somewhat of a little family joke because mom has no idea how old she is. For the longest time she has always put up a boatload of resistence to the fact that she was in her 70’s. She was adamant that she was no more than 50 years old. Logic and reason failed to make an impression LOL, so humouring her was easier than arguing so I told her that if she was only 50, then that made me 22 and I could live with that.
One afternoon I picked her up after her “Ladies Group” and asked her if she had a good time. She said it was all right but she hadn’t realized that all the women there were going to be “so old”. When I asked her what “so old” meant she got rather indignant and said “Well, anyone older than me, that is old!”
Today we went to the Lake for a picnic with the “BINGO brigade”. It was such a beautiful day out Sue asked if we would like to go out somewhere instead of playing BINGO this afternoon. I agreed readily because it was too nice a day to pass up and spend sitting indoors. I think the fresh air must have gotten to mom. Her “Carol cute” moment – when asked how old she was going to be she said she didn’t “rightly know”, so I told her to guess. She took a couple of minutes to think, at which time I was tossing out random numbers and finally she decided that she had to be at least 80 or 90!! Sometimes she is just too cute. When I told her that she will be 75 she just shook her head and said “I had no idea I was that old”. Perhaps it was one of those you had to be there moments but I laughed so hard that my chest hurt.
Come Saturday afternoon the house will once again be filled with laughter and frivolity, BBQ’d burgers with all the trimmings and of course Birthday Cake. If the rate of her Alzheimer’s progresses as quickly as it has in the last 3 months or so, by this time next year she won’t be able to even guess at how old she is…
So, Happy 75th Birthday Mom.
I love you