Need a reality TV show? You should have followed my mom, Rachel and me the last two days on our St. Louis outing. Mom napped while sitting up straight a few times and I wondered how she could be sleepy enough to manage such snooze snippets, then I shared a room with her and Rachel for a couple nights. When the air conditioner wasn't loudly blowing icy air at my head, it was making a "Grrrr-Chunk!" sound to turn on or off. When Mom started snoring, Rachel would shout, "Grandma! You're snoring!" - or just whistle loudly in the direction of her bed. When Mom wasn't snoring, I poked her to make sure she was still breathing. When Rachel and I were both asleep, Mom would comment loudly about how hot it was, or how cold it was, or how loud the air conditioner was or ponder why she couldn't get to sleep.
When Mom and I tried to watch a movie, Rachel insisted that she needed the TV off to get to sleep. When we reluctantly turned off the show, Rachel promptly got out of bed, turned on a light and started eating Doritos. When I turned the TV back on, Mom quickly fell asleep and started snoring, which somehow interfered with Rachel's snacking and texting (now that she had given up on trying to sleep). When Rachel decided to sit in the hotel hallway in her PJs to get away from such annoying roommates, Mom woke up to the sounds of "drunk underage baseball players coming down the hall*+" and went out in her PJs to convince Rachel to come back in the room.
I'm home now and starting a late lunch for Quinn, who just finished taking his ACT. Then, time for a nap!
*I have no idea how someone can intuitively know what drunk underage baseball players sound like.
+I imagine I will be regaled with a story some day.
1 comment:
The bed was certainly easy to make while mom was gone and the temperature in the house was always perfect but it was great to see her back at home.
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