I'm so lucky. My kids have come to my rescue time and again over the past few years. It's been a bit of a rocky road for me as I returned to single status, but they've been there every step of the way.
They took me in and let me live with them in exchange for dog-sitting, accepting UPS deliveries, some light chores and the occasional dinner of homemade mac & cheese.
They make sure that most days I have a car at my disposal should I be inclined to venture out (most days the pups and I just hang out at home, though)
They cheerfully accompany me on weekly estate sale/thrift store adventures. Tony is now officially authorized to be my scout on his weekly sales route, and brought home 3 bags full of Value Village pattern book finds from Yakima. THAT'S a good son, folks.
They took pity on me for owning a Blackberry (which I was constantly predicting was going to stop working the minute RIM went banko), and Katie gave me her iPhone. Which I love and am up to typing about 2 words a minute now.
They took pity on me after they fried my laptop with a poorly aimed bottle of water. The laptop they gave me a couple of years ago. And Tony gave me his iPad. Which I love. And I'm now "swiping" and poking with my finger at any computer screen I attempt to use, after only 3 days with the iPad.
They took pity on me for being an Apple tard, and Cara & Tony reset up both the iPhone and the iPad so I can actually now download my own stuff from the iTunes store instead of Pia's, Katie's, or Tony's music.
Oh, and the computer I use for my work? That is thanks to Pia allowing me to take over her Mac after my computer took a fatal dump.
The best, people. The best.
4 comments:
Wow. The best. Amazing.
they are wonderful, but I am thinking what goes around comes around (or at least that is why I am nice to my kids :)
Well of course we are. We were raised by the best. mother. ever. She is still pretty awesome if you ask me.
I was SURE I left a comment. you did good and so did they!
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