the wishful thinking: I am thinking about waking up, getting into my motorized wheel chair. tucking my warm robe around me. Tinkling a little bell and a pretty nurse in a white snug uniform delivers my breakfast bloody mary.
the likely reality: I will press the button and an Ogre will come into the room and state "you press that bell again old man I will beat your ass"
what brings it up was yesterday was my birthday and my phone starts ringing off the hook.
WTF fuck! who is calling me at 6:30 am on my day off? My 90 yr old mother
Me: "Oh hi Ma"
Ma: " you doing well? Calling to wish you a happy birthday. Wanted to call you before I got busy and forget."
Me: what you got going on?"
Ma: "well we got 5 inches of snow last night so I have to get busy shoveling the sidewalks at the home"
Me: "love ya ma"
the likely reality: I will press the button and an Ogre will come into the room and state "you press that bell again old man I will beat your ass"
what brings it up was yesterday was my birthday and my phone starts ringing off the hook.
WTF fuck! who is calling me at 6:30 am on my day off? My 90 yr old mother
Me: "Oh hi Ma"
Ma: " you doing well? Calling to wish you a happy birthday. Wanted to call you before I got busy and forget."
Me: what you got going on?"
Ma: "well we got 5 inches of snow last night so I have to get busy shoveling the sidewalks at the home"
Me: "love ya ma"