This
morning Mamaw rolled outta bed at 7:00 a.m.—I couldn’t believe it! Usually when
I kiss her, she just ignores me and goes back to sleep. Not today—she tells
Poppy today is the first day of her new class, France from a Glance.”
Nothing
was really different this mornin before she left…she just did everything
earlier. And only 1 cup of hot tea today, she tole Poppy she hoped she could
handle the day cause her quota is 2 a day.
She’s
got this bag sittin on the kitchen table and she’s puttin everythin in there
but her aqua therapy stuff. She tells us she is leaving class and getting the
two errands taken care of; then she’d come home and change into her swimsuit.
(She bought 2 new swimsuits, ya know.) The chlorine is really hard on the
colors.
She
waved goodbye to me and tole me to mind Poppy and off she went. It was a long morning—I
waited a long time for her. Then about noon Poppy’s cell phone rings and I can
tell it is our Mamaw. Well, don’t tell anyone, but she locked the keys in Lil
Red…She was beggin him to take me for a ride (which I gladly accepted) and
bring the extra key so we could “recue her.”
On
the drive Poppy just tole me we gotta love Mamaw the way she is. She forgets
lots and doesn’t get near as much done as she’d like to so let’s just give her
a break today and not mention anythin about it. Poppy drives a long ways and unlocks her car. Then he
goes into the library in Johnston and tells her she can get into her car now. I
was tryin to see what was goin on when she came out but as hard as I stretched
my neck, I just couldn’t get a glimpse of her. We left…post haste.
She
comes along behind but Poppy never did see her in the rearview mirror. Just so
happens though, that she got home bout the same time we did. She came in the
house and said, “I wasn’t quite ready for this kind of day.” Poppy and me—we kept
our mouths closed. I waited patiently for my nummy numbs cause it was time—and she
got it around for me.
Then
into the bedroom she goes and for heaven’s sakes—now she thinks it’s time to
try on those new swimsuits! She was complainin about one bein the wrong size
and the bottoms not coming all the way up to the waist and on and on. Poppy
played it right and just kept workin at his computer—me on the other hand; I
was right in the middle of it. Finally she said, I’m just gonna wear my old one
today—if it falls apart—well, there ya go. So off she went again with a warning
that she had the two errands to run when she was done with her water exercises
cause she was locked outta her car. Silence prevailed.
She’s
gone—Poppy and me are thinkin it’s so quiet we kinda like it that way for a
while. But we don’t dare tell Mamaw.
See
ya all around…
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