I don’t know...just to remind her, I guess. I would be so humiliated to treat my mother the way she treats me...
Speaking of treats, I didn’t even get to go to the car show today. Himself said he was too tired, but he went yesterday when my stomach was killing me.
Ohwell. I got a few things done, and that’s what counts. The sun with shine tomorrow and it will mean a fresh start.
There will be another car show. Monroe, our county seat, has one every month. Maybe someday I’ll “cruise in” in my pristine 1983 Mazda RX-7.
And maybe next week I’ll gather the paperwork and the gumption and go wait in line at the License Plate Office. Sigh.
DADS CAR isn’t available for the plate, but I could get SLVR BLT.
Maybe I’ll just get alphanumeric off the top of the stack.