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March 8, 2005
Evidently I'm a P.I.T.A.
You know you're in trouble when your mother phones and says, "Yes, I'd like to speak to ...P.A." My response: "Huh? What? Did you say P.A.?" She replied, "Yes, YOU. P.I.T.A. I saw your phone number on Caller I.D. You're a pain in the ass!" This coming from my mother, who is the first person to complain when she doesn't hear from you. Uh huh.
Okay, so I've gone a bit overboard with my phone calls to check up on her. She had the second part of her eye surgery last Friday and this time around, her left eye wasn't as cooperative as the right eye had been. One family member remarked that she didn't look good and that she's sporting some unsightly bruising. I'll see her tomorrow but in the meantime, I'm just doing my job. Yup, checking up on you mom. Get over it. :-)
Cindy
Comments
Well take care, PITA, and keep us posted when you can.
Brain matter deposited by: Kat on March 9, 2005 11:29 AM
look after your mum, you P.I.T.A. - you're never on skype either :(
i hope your mom recovers quickly.
Brain matter deposited by: zed on March 10, 2005 3:51 PM
This farmer was trying to sell his horse cheap. The buyer wanted to know why the price was so low. The farmer said "that's cause she don't look too good". The buyer paid up and left only to discover that the horse was actually as blind as a bat. He went back to complain and the farmer said "Well I told you she don't look too good..."
Brain matter deposited by: Ozguru on March 23, 2005 6:47 AM