June 04, 2005

Conversation with my Mother

Tonight I called my mother, which is not a rare occurence with me, as I talk to her a lot. We both had NBC Nightly News on, but weren't really listening. So, the famous, or infamous, shot of Bush holding hands with that Saudi dude came on, and I said:

"Gawd, I don't know why everyone mades such a stink about that picture. It looks like Bush is holding that guy up! And I've held up my share of elderly grandmas in my time, I should know."

Mom: "I know! That man looked quite feeble. Why does everyone hate Bush so much?"

Me: " Mum, get the Internet! I've been reading some Lefty stuff and they really spell it out."

To which Mum sputtered and hissed and then got off on that whole Deep Throat thing.

BUT!!! She couldn't let a conversation pass without asking when she could see her grandson. Note, she didn't ask when she could see her granddaughter, jus the boy. Well, that's to be expected, and is a long story, suffice to say I don't really feel like dealing with Son when he gets back from visits with my mother. She coddles him to the point where he's using sippy cups and the potty chair again...and he's quite capable, at almost six years old, of using the regular facilities and a regular cup to drink from.

Like I said, it's a long story. I don't relish the drive up there, and so am avoiding any talk of taking the kids up there. We're to go up to see Husband's parents next weekend. I told Husband I'm NOT going to spend the night at his parents' house, so we're getting a hotel room.

It isn't that I don't want to see his folks, that isn't it at all. I just don't relish the drive, and I have to lie to my mother about it. Is a lie of omission still a lie?

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