Jail is looking better everyday........

I never really understand why Mabel (my mother) loves to make my life so miserable. On days when I try to be nice she makes even bigger attempts to make me crazy. Today was Jeanel's cookie party so I brought home a bunch of cookies. I already seperated out the chocolate ones I made, cause she said they were like the dark chocolate candy and she does not like dark chocolate. So I set her up to put away the rest. I did not do the dishes until late and so she comes into the kitchen and asks for a glass from the clean dishes (while I am still cleaning them)..."oh, it's warm.....well I guess that's ok....I have to put ice in it." I just started laughing, like what else could you do? I will preface this with the fact that she has been whiny most of the evening, oh my feet swell, this is wrong....she is 90 for chissakes!! What does she think is going to happen?? She is getting more whiny so I tell her if she wants a cold glass she should rinse it and put it in the freezer like I do. Most of the time she just puts ice in the glass and takes one or two pills and then dumps out the water. No wonder we have to dump ice every day and sometimes twice a day.

Despite a week from hell looming in front of me I am setting time away on Tuesday to take her to the foot doctor and hopefully the hearing aid people. But she knows I have a bad week coming so let's see what she can come up with to make me even crazier.

So still no jail but there are days, maybe I could work in the kitchen......