Every day at 4:30 when I get off of work, I get in my car and start to drive home. Once I hit 1300 East, I call home to talk to my mom. This has become sort of a ritual for the two of us, she expects my call now and wonders where I am if she doesn’t hear from me. Once in awhile the phone is busy and I think of the audacity of whoever is calling her during my time slot.
She talks about her sewing projects, I vent about work, and we discuss fetus related topics. Sometimes we cry about missing Fluffs. Sometimes we laugh about funny internet videos. Sometimes we gab over the current TV show dramas. Honestly, it is one of my favorite times of my day.
By the time I have stopped to get groceries and made it home, we are all caught up- until the next day. Today she was telling me that she had read my latest blog and asked me what we had named the cat in the barn. We have a thing with naming our farm animal neighbors, see here.
Mom told me that she thinks the cat’s name is Tom because THE CAT CALLED HER ON THE TELEPHONE AND TOLD HER TO TELL ME THAT ITS NAME WAS TOM. Um, yeah ok Mom sounds good maybe lay off the fabric softener for awhile.
I told her that I would be promptly blogging about her fake phone call from the stray cat next door and she replied:
“Don’t you dare blog about this! I’m going to threaten you with your life! Now, you be kind to your web footed friend! Oh that’s it I’m not going to call you tomorrow!! Ok fine, bye”
Isn’t she the most fun. So now, what are we going to name this cat?
*The poll wil be running for 7 days. Vote for your favorite!
*UPDATE* Mom read the blog and said the following, “I’m going to make you pay!! Honey, you can’t just put what I say on the internet, you don’t have my permission. I might sue you!!”