September 22, 2010

I’m beginning to think Mamaw is in Folsom Prison, workin on a chain gang the way she’s workin herself to death these days…Have ya seen the “ZOOM, ZOOM, ZOOM” commercial? Well, that’s my Mamaw!

She lookin up and makin calls lookin for replacement windows for our joint. She’s sandin and sandin on her Darrell Swanson Wheel barrel, she sweepin the garage (again), she’s cutting volunteer trees down and in the Geese area she’s cutting down the tall weeds! My God—it scares me just watchin her. And to top it all off—she made me go out on the side deck with her and watch her trying to kills herself putting up her scarecrow and pumpkins and gourds. Just sorta made me feel sick to my tummy.

She went to see Miss Betty at the Fountain West—Mamaw said she looked and acted really well. And she brought home MORE work—her laundry. When I saw that I just gave her the ‘evil eye’ and she said, “Now Miss Scarlett, that’s the LEAST I can do.” Okay—leave it alone.

At dinner time it was pretty pathetic. Mamaw almost couldn’t move caused she’d overdone the day. Poppy cooked burgers and brats outside on the grill (but it was too dark to see very well) and the burgers were too rare so—not good. But we made it through all of that. After cleanup and all, Mamaw put the gate up in the hallway so I couldn’t go back to the bedroom with her so I know she wants some “I need time alone” so I just curled up with my Poppy. There’s more than one way to skin a cat! Or should I say, “Oh well, tomorrow’s another day! (smile)