It's a Gregorious Life

Sunday

Terry and Mandy spent the afternoon with mom. They sat outside in the sun much to her enjoyment. David and Pat went over later and I went by about 610. She was in the room and had some pants out she wanted me to put back up.

I told her I was up late last night because I drank so much tea at the cookout yesterday. "Thinking keeps me awake" she said. She said she had sat on the front porch with David and Pat and thought I had been there while Terry was there.

I told her I wasn't, that I had just gotten there. She said something else and then asked me where did I leave her when I left. I asked her when, and she said when I was there earlier. I told her again I was not there earlier and she said oh yeah and started laughing. I told her we were going to have to get our stories straight or no one would ever believe us if something happened.

She said she went to check on Bingo this morning.  "I knocked on his door with my bracelet after Sunday school" she said. He was behind the curtain and never came out. I told her he probably didn't hear her. Then she said it must have done him some good for her to check on his because he was at supper this evening. "He looked like his old self sitting there in his chair" she said.

She said something about she hoped Tim and Michelle didn't catch the spine flu while they were in Charleston. I asked her if she meant swine flu and she laughed and said "I hope I ain't started something new." I started to leave and she told me to have sweet dreams which reminded me of two dreams I had about daddy last night.

I told her in one our house was on Lowell Road and dad got on a scooter and sat it on the railroad rail and took off toward his church in Smyre. I saw his face and he was smiling and waving goodbye as he left. I told her I should have took a picture of him on it so I got in the car and set off toward the church so I could take a picture of him on the scooter on the rails.

"He would've done that. He was an ol daring person" she said. "He used to tear me up trying to dance" she went on. She said he didn't have any rhythm. I told her I didn't either and that's why I quit piano.

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It was the first day after Thanksgiving that I've had to work in over 10 years. Now that I'm in my birthplace and don't have to travel between here and home anymore it didn't really matter.

I took an early lunch break and went over to moms about 1045am. I had called about 30 minutes earlier to see if she was going to be in bingo and she said she wasn't. She was alert on the phone but when I got there she had dozed off. She woke up quickly though. She said "Bingo asked did you go home yesterday". She said she told him she did. I asked her if she asked him about the tapes or talked any further and she said no, that he was at his table across the aisle and "I didn't want to get a conversation going where everyone can hear you". That's where I get that KGB-like secretiveness from.

I hadn't been there but a few minutes and Jennifer came in and asked mom if she wanted to go walk. So she set out down the hall and I followed with the wheelchair. She went all the way to the south station and rested twice, including once on the way back up to where she stopped at the dining room. You could see her getting tired as her left foot was not hitting flat. She kept it up though and finished. I headed back to the office about 1120.

It was about 545pm when I got back to her place again. She had her hair done this afternoon and Tim and Michelle had come by. David was there too she said and left about 215. She forgot to tip the hairdresser and went back down there to do that. There was supposed to be a movie this afternoon but it didn't happen. Donald was there when I got there and I asked if he had gotten the tapes from Bingo. Mom said no, that he said he only had one done and was going to do the other and bring them to her tomorrow. That will make her weekend if that happens. David came in before I left then went to find Pat. I told her I had to work til noon tomorrow. I left about 7pm.

I went home to eat and mom called about 740. She said "I've been thinking about that pumpkin pie. Why don't you eat lunch before you come over here tomorrow and I'll be finished about the time you get off work, and you bring us both a slice of pumpkin pie with cool whip and we'll have that for dessert". I told her I would. "You have a good night" she said.

hmmmm

Do you ever remember your dreams? I do a lot, but lately haven't remembered
much at all. Earlier today Linda and I had an ice-dream cone from Chick-Fil-A. I took
a nap a little while afterwards when I got back to my place. I took a nap from about 130 until 5pm. I
thought it was 4pm, but no, it was 5. I couldn't believe it. When I woke up
I was having a dream about being in some para-military group. I
remember going to a meeting and then the next day at work I saw a file
folder with one of the recruits name on it. They were recruiting young people, 18 and over. They had
this ritual at the meeting. When I was sworn in, the guy next to me slit a
place on the palm of his hand to make it bleed, then I did the same, then we
clasped our hands together. At the end of the dream I went into one of the
rooms where the meeting was being held and I was talking about how one of
the young men in that room (where the meeting was) could very well be the
person who saves our country from some horrible disaster. But this guy I was
talking to wasn't buying it. I was trying to sound all gung-ho because I was
apparently a plant sent there to expose their sinister plot of overtaking
the country. So he looks at me and says "I have noticed something about
you". So he had found me out, and thank God I woke up at that point. There's
no telling what might have happened.