I had the chance to get out of the house this past Saturday evening. A friend is moving to St. Petersburg FL and we decided to go to dinner and then to see The Bourne Ultimatum.
My brother came down to be with mom while I was out. He mentioned that he was going to take her for a ride — I think out of boredom for him and that she always complains that she never goes anywhere. When I got home, I saw that she had changed her clothes so I asked her if she'd gone for a ride. Nope, according to her, nothing new. My brother holds up two fingers and mouths that they'd been gone for two hours!
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You a good son, and a good man.
Duh - "You're a good son" - what is wrong with my fingers today? Jeesh!
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