
Psycho Mother @ MindSay 
1. Where is your cell phone? purse
2. Your significant other? none
3. Your hair?bleached
4. Your mother? pushy
5. Your father? alright
6. Your favorite? france
7. Your dream last night? blurry
8. Your favorite drink? milkshake
9. Your dream/goal? france
10. What room you are in? cubicle
11. Your hobby? photography (?)
12. Your fear? economy
13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? mother
14. Where were you last night? PSYCHO *
15. Something that you aren't? sophisticated
16. Muffins? pumpkin
17. Wish list item? condo
18. Where you grew up? california
19. Last thing you did? blink
20. What are you wearing? clothes
21. Your TV? dish
22. Your pets? cats
23. Friends? moviegoing
24. Your life? surreal
25. Your mood? fatigued
*yes, Alfred Hitchcock's movie was showing at the theater
We were going. I had decided within the short time after I posted the previous blog that we were definately going on the 15 hour road trip to visit my Mom. I talked to my brother while my Mom was at work, in hopes that I could persuade him to do some cleaning for her. My Mom can be picky about her house, now that there are no children living there, when she has someone coming over. I figured he could scrub the main bathroom, since he's the only one who uses it, vacuum, and pick up. He didn't say he would, but that doesn't even matter. My Mom got home from work, saw the caller ID where I had called, talked to my brother, and found out my plans all before I could call her and tell her myself.
Now back up a few days and we go to where my Mom has been having trouble getting things with the utility companies straight. Most of them were in my dad's name, and when he died 2 years ago she didn't have them switched. The power company is some sort of co-op where they put money into a sort of savings account for you. She just found out there was a rather large sum of money in the account, and is trying to get it released to her. Going through this process she found out there were several things she should have done to publicly declare my father's death, and she is now, 2 years later, trying to get it done. I found all this out last night, but this has nothing to do with my decision to visit.
Fast forward back to today. I went to the store after the kids got home, and then we were all outside for a bit. I came in to cook dinner, and picked up the phone to call my Mom. I had not been back to the computer to check my email at this point. When I called her she asked if I had gotten her email, which I had not. Here is the email she sent me...
"Tony just told me you are planning to come here next week. I don't see how in the world you would do such a thing. That's way too much for you to try with all the children. You cannot possibly be thinking this out. I don't need you to come. I have got the free lawyers down town to help me with everything.

