I love my family
Nov. 27th, 2004 12:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenThis is Older Brother's response to my email about breaking Mom's casserole dish:
The clues are right there and we see them - you broke the coaster that said "Love", which foreshadowed breaking Mom's casserole dish, that she loves more than you.
After 30 years you finally had to remove this challenger to Mom's love? This dish was certainly served cold. Its all coming together ..
"Come over to my place for Thanksgiving, I will cook. Yes, yes, do bring something. In your casserole dish, bring that too, only it can properly heat the potatoes. Which one you ask? The white one, maybe, I don't know, ha! I hardly keep track of these silly details, any one really. Yes, yes, the white one, the white one are you deaf? Dinner was delicious? Thank you, and so leisurely yes, six hours, why, should I be in a rush to finish dinner? Ha! No rush, no rush at all. Thirty years is no rush. I will wash and dry the dishes now. Give the casserole dish to me. Give it to me. Yes, yes, of course I will be careful with it foolish old woman! What are you saying? Sit down, I say, sit down!!!! .. Oh mother, I am afraid I have bad news for you."
My reply:
: After 30 years you finally had to remove this challenger to Mom's love?
Yes, yes I did. Getting rid of that old ashtray in an "accident" (You only *thought* Mom gave up smoking for health reasons. It's all a coverup, my friend, all a coverup) wasn't enough. I was greedy. I had to have more.
Of course, if I was willing to wait 30 years for this, just think of what I might do at 40. Mom's got that set of measuring spoons that she just can't do without. I say unto you: we'll see about that.
I love my family. =)
The clues are right there and we see them - you broke the coaster that said "Love", which foreshadowed breaking Mom's casserole dish, that she loves more than you.
After 30 years you finally had to remove this challenger to Mom's love? This dish was certainly served cold. Its all coming together ..
"Come over to my place for Thanksgiving, I will cook. Yes, yes, do bring something. In your casserole dish, bring that too, only it can properly heat the potatoes. Which one you ask? The white one, maybe, I don't know, ha! I hardly keep track of these silly details, any one really. Yes, yes, the white one, the white one are you deaf? Dinner was delicious? Thank you, and so leisurely yes, six hours, why, should I be in a rush to finish dinner? Ha! No rush, no rush at all. Thirty years is no rush. I will wash and dry the dishes now. Give the casserole dish to me. Give it to me. Yes, yes, of course I will be careful with it foolish old woman! What are you saying? Sit down, I say, sit down!!!! .. Oh mother, I am afraid I have bad news for you."
My reply:
: After 30 years you finally had to remove this challenger to Mom's love?
Yes, yes I did. Getting rid of that old ashtray in an "accident" (You only *thought* Mom gave up smoking for health reasons. It's all a coverup, my friend, all a coverup) wasn't enough. I was greedy. I had to have more.
Of course, if I was willing to wait 30 years for this, just think of what I might do at 40. Mom's got that set of measuring spoons that she just can't do without. I say unto you: we'll see about that.
I love my family. =)
