Ten Minutes of Conversation with Mom on the Patio while Trying to Write
(These quotes aren't in order. But they very well could be.)
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Mom: Why do you need financial aid for school? What for?
Me: I don't quite know how to answer that without saying, "Duh."
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Mom: Like, do you need tuition? Living expenses?
Me: I basically just want that big bill on the table from PSU paid.
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Mom: Blah blah blah... (going on about the Ducks game.)
Me: (quiet for three seconds.)
Mom: I knew you didn't care.
Me: Not in awhile.
Mom: Oh. That's too bad. Their loss.
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Mom: Have you heard from...(insert friend's name)? Me: Not in awhile.
Mom: Oh. That's too bad. Their loss.
Me: Why do you assume that if I haven't heard from someone, I'm being rejected.
Mom: I don't know.
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Mom: (talking to the dog) I wish you would tell me when you'd die. Then I'd know whether or not I should get your teeth cleaned.
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Mom: I'm sick of people. And their things. They always have things.
Me: Maybe you should see a relationship counselor. Then even if you're doing your part, that's still a healthier relationship.
Mom: I don't have relationships.
Me: Maybe that's exactly why you need to see a counselor.
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Me: You're so funny!
Mom: I'm so funny!
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Mom: (talking to the dog) Your mouth smells! (now talking to me) Something crawled down his throat and died!
Me: It didn't die.
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Mom: My. Your keyboard is worn out. I can tell which keys you type with the most. They're shiny.
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Mom: You're healthy. In many ways. (Implying that I am unhealthy. In many ways.)
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Me: There isn't any more coffee.
Mom: You drank a whole pot!
Me: I had a cup. There was a cup left.
Mom: I made a whole pot!
Me: Maybe I'm wrong! Maybe there's more!
Mom: (checking the coffee) Oh! You're not a liar. The coffee is gone.
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Mom: Eeeew (looking at the patio table in disgust).
Me: Is that a cricket?
Mom: I don't know. Looks like one.
Me: Do crickets fly?
Mom: I think they jump.
Me: Then it wasn't a cricket.
Mom: I think you should-that's the point! I think a guy should love you and see how wonderful you are! Get the damn dog off me.
Me: Is that a cricket?
Mom: I don't know. Looks like one.
Me: Do crickets fly?
Mom: I think they jump.
Me: Then it wasn't a cricket.
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Me: Why do you assume I'll never find love?Mom: I think you should-that's the point! I think a guy should love you and see how wonderful you are! Get the damn dog off me.