June 13, 2005

Funny Things

This handsome and devilish man gave me a call last evening. (Yes, ladies, I have met him in person and he is Tall, Dark, and Handsome, just ask Sadie, Key, Kelley or Moogie.)

As usual, he was a delightful conversationalist and the topics covered were wide and far ranging.

One of the subjects addressed was Moms. I shall refrain from divulging his stories regarding his mother, but, as we all know, I have no problem dishin' on mine.

For a brief period in my early married life, the husband and I actually lived in the same town as my parents. I knew my mother was having great difficulty letting go early on.

The husband and I had been married less than two weeks and had just returned from the honeymoon. About 7:30 on a Sunday morning we heard a knock on the front door. When I hastened out of bed to investigate, I found my mother standing at the door with coffee (for the husband) and fresh donuts.

Very shortly thereafter, at the insistence of the husband, I carefully explained to my mother that neither the husband, nor I, were really interested in entertaining anyone before noon, even on the weekends. I also added, we would appreciate her calling before dropping by.

Her feelings were obviously hurt, but it was necessary to establish certain parameters.

A short time later, the husband and I moved into a house on a corner lot with a huge chain-link fenced area in the back. At that time we had an inside dog and a large German Shepherd-type dog in the back yard.

One morning I got up early and was standing at the sliding glass door to the back yard when I saw my mother's Cadillac pull up alongside the back fence. As I watched, the German Shepherd ran over to the fence alongside her car. Then I saw her roll her window down, throw something to the dog to eat, and drive away.

Due to the time, I knew she had obviously been on her way to work. I called her later in the morning and told her what I had witnessed. She explained: "I drive by the front of your house every morning to make sure the lights are on and you are up. Then, I turn down the side street to check on the dog. You know, she's so very lonely back there, so I feed her a little something."

I was astonished. Then I asked: "Just what are you feeding the dog?"

Her response: "Oh, your father loves those little bite size Milky Way bars. I always have those around. Sometimes I give her Butterfingers."

As it was then, it remains still today: inexplicable.

Posted by Christina at June 13, 2005 06:37 AM

Comments

Aaahhhh, you sweet (but nearsighted) lady!

I still can't get over the whole "feeding the dog candy bars" thing...bwahahaaaaa!

Posted by: zonker at June 13, 2005 12:33 PM

I've never lived around my parents when they werer alive, so I can't say that I know how ya feel. I do know, now that I have adult kids, I want them to call before they just 'stop by' my house!! *L*

Posted by: Michele at June 13, 2005 01:31 PM

The folks often just show up at my place unannounced. It is an interesting phenomenon actually. They don't quite get the whole parameters thing.

Posted by: Oddybobo at June 13, 2005 01:42 PM

You're lucky your mother is still alive and interested in your well-being (and that of your dog). So she stops by unannounced (if it's on a regualr basis -- like every Saturday morning -- it shouldn't be unexpected) BIG DEAL! I miss the unannounced visits of my granddaparents most Saturday mornings. I miss the coffe chats with my grandmother and watching my daughter play with my grandfather. As an exile, I no longer get to see my grandparents. That your mom is actually interested in a relationship with your husband is remarkable. I think it's sad that your rejection of her has resulted in her bizarre drive-by behavior. BTW, you might kindly suggest that chocolate is harmful to dogs and cats (the caffeine can cause heart-attacks).

Posted by: Ophelia at June 13, 2005 02:34 PM

Hello Ophelia,

The incidents I related were in 1990. It's been a long time since I have lived near my mother; however, she and I enjoy a very good relationship and it was not a "rejection" of her at all.

I thought it amusing that ten days into my marriage she wanted to stop by nearly at the crack of dawn to visit because she had missed me.

Also, she is now well aware of the dangers of giving dogs and cats chocolate. She is one of these who equates food with love.

Thank you for your concern.

Posted by: Christina at June 13, 2005 02:42 PM

Yeah. Zonker's cute and all, but he tends to be stingy about giving his dessert away;-)

Posted by: sadie at June 13, 2005 03:52 PM

That is so hilarious about your mom checking on you like that! Too cute!!

Posted by: Dogsdontpurr at June 13, 2005 04:09 PM

Ok your first line got me, is Zonker single?

And you are very lucky to have such a wonderful mom, it seems she has given you a good example.

Posted by: livey at June 13, 2005 04:28 PM

Your Mom is so funny!
: - )

Posted by: Kate at June 14, 2005 07:32 AM

Stingy about giving my dessert away?! You got more than half of the the thing. Sheeeeeesh. Plus, you threatened me with a fork. And a small spoon, as I recall. Bully.

Posted by: zonker at June 14, 2005 10:56 AM

Ok, I got so scared when you said she was throwing chocolate to your dog. I'm glad he was larger.

My sister gave Kiki (8lbs) chocolate chips.

After 3 caps of peroxide, she threw up 6 times. One of the scariest times of my life!

I'm scared....my mom is going to be 2 hours away...and she'll do stuff like that. I'm so scared! (And my relationship isn't as good as yours with your mom) I may end up secretly moving :-)

Very funny post!

Posted by: Sissy at June 14, 2005 09:08 PM

Strange, I trackbacked this post to the new Carnival of the BabeWits, but it doesn't show, and my personal information on Comments never gets remembered...Is life trying to tell me something? ;-)

Posted by: Mark at WitNit at June 17, 2005 07:38 AM

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