Chachachachanges....

I went to visit mom after being gone for a week and found sometimes things do change. She had made a pink & white baby afghan for one of my co-workers who lives in Paraguay. Eduardo & Rocio were very happy & thankful when I gave them the afghan and they even sent me a picture of the baby wrapped in the afghan. You wouldn’t think it got cold in Paraguay since it’s in South America but they are in their winter season now. Granted, their winter lows are probably in the 50’s, but it’s cold to them! Anyway, they sent a gift for mom and when I brought it to her we started talking about the afghans which led to her telling me that she made a new friend at rehab. Yes, you read right, mom made a new friend! She said the lady was real nice and they discovered that they both were crocheters. The new friend asked mom to make her a baby afghan and gave mom her phone number to call when it’s complete. Although mom is finished with the rehab, the lady said it would be a good reason for them to go out to lunch together.


Mom also informed me that Oak Tree Village has been sold again and under new management. You might think this isn’t a good thing but it turns out the preacher cook that the residents didn’t like quit. Now they’re all happy and hoping to get a real chef.

The new administrator decided to take control & have the library reorganized so mom was fired from her volunteer job. She’s not happy about it and I can’t believe that the ladies in the office didn’t speak up. Why wouldn’t they like having an organizer taking care of the library? I guess mom ruffled too many feathers or something.

Jim had his birthday on August 4 and I was surprised that he didn’t get a card in the mail from mom. She usually sends a card that’s blank inside & writes a few lines about wishing you a happy birthday and many more. When I mentioned it to her, she said she wasn’t sending cards anymore. She said she ran out of cards and did I know that postage was going up again?

As I said, some things do change…but some things don’t. We went out to lunch and mom proceeded to complain AGAIN about the hard time she has using her credit card on the gas pumps. It seems she gets cut off or something and she doesn’t know why. She complains to the attendant but gets no satisfaction. When I told her to go to a different gas station she says it doesn’t matter which station she goes to. So, on the way back to her house after lunch we went to her usual station & I used my credit card instead of my debit card to see if I had a problem. Guess what? I didn’t have a problem. Go figure.

There were several other things she complained about regarding her villa and I’ve started a list for big sister, Barb’s visit!