i'm due 4 a mild rant.

my beloved AE sandals have disappeared. my beloved Mom happens to luv them & used to frequently wear them to her office on casual daze.
i let her feed my tig & bab.
my sandals- gone. maybe. i hafta look again.

Mommy is nearing 60. old folks' facilities have openings-- i often remind dear Mommy of that fact. my sandals better appear, soon. or mommy is gonna have a great time playing bingo fer slippers & knee-highs & attending knitting group & choosing between ensure or ensure plus fer dessert.

your rant makes me laugh

thanx, md- was meant to be a lite one. & i'm j/k. my Mom's getting a personal nurse, if need be, in her own place--once she gives me my shoes.