Me: Examining my hair reflectively in the mirror:
'Do you think I should dye my hair SD?'
SD: 'No, your hair is lovely just as it is' (Awww )
SD: 'And it's age appropriate' (ok, not quite so Awww ...)
nb: SD is NOT a reliable source where hair is concerned as HE thinks it looks great like this!
A couple of weeks ago when visiting Mum at the nursing home we pulled into the car park which overlooked the small garden.
As we got out of the car:
SD: In horror - 'What are those?' and with a certain amount of trepidation and possibly fear:
'Are they ... are they ... HAIR PIECES???'
|SO tempted to say yes!|
My sister phoned me the day before Mum was due to come home to run through all the stuff we needed to remember to bring back with her.
Everything seemed pretty normal, clothes, toiletries, hairbrush etc and then she added:
'Oh, and we mustn't forget the poo tray!'
'Good GOD' I said - 'What the hell IS THAT???'
'You know the one' she went on (I most certainly did NOT!) - 'The one Mum has underneath her when she's sitting in the chair - I brought it from home because the one's they had weren't really big enough (too much information!) - I expect Mum will need it when she gets home and anyway, it's mine and I use it so I wouldn't want to leave it behind' (for the record - I bloody did!).
MY SISTER LENT OUR MUM HER POO TRAY!!!
'What exactly is it for' I was half afraid to ask (although it seemed fairly self explanatory ...)
'It's so she can keep her ankle elevated Sis replied.
THANK GOD!!! The thing she wanted to bring home was a POUFEE!!!
Sis and I took Mum out on Tuesday - the hottest day of the year so far with temperatures hitting the mid 30's and I'm pushing a wheelchair around town!
It was a blessed relief to get into a shop with air conditioning.
Mum wanted to buy something and at the checkout was a very cute baby in a pram who smiled at us.
'Isn't he lovely' said the lady behind the till.
'Yes' said Mum - 'What a shame they have to grow up'
Gee THANKS Mum - I've just pushed you 2 sodding miles through town in the blistering heat and you wish I'd never grown up ...
Then later she had the cheek to tell me I looked terrible because I was bright red in the face and sweating buckets - next time she can push ME - see how she likes that!