My Momma

Ah, my mother. I think that it would actually be possible to dedicate an entire blog just about my mother. She is delightful and SO much fun to make fun of.

We were on a cruise together and so we were roommates. We laughed a lot during that trip. So here is just a very small taste of the Life of Carol.

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My mother is not a morning person.

and then she gets her coffee

  so much better 

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While on the ship we often took the steps instead of the elevator so when we went to use the elevator my mom got a little turned around.

There were a set of elevator doors are on either side of the hallway. Instead of going into the elevators she stood for quite a while in the hallway looking for the elevator buttons.

                                       “Why doesn’t this elevator have any buttons in it?                                         Just how are we supposed to get up and down?”

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Mom had just washed her hair and wanted it looking nice because we were going to be attending the fancy shmancy dinner later on.

My mother is a pretty smart cookie. She thought that maybe resting her head on something would prevent a case of the dreaded ‘bedhead’ that she wanted to avoid.

So I found her taking a nap while resting her forehead on my water bottle.

And her hair looked lovely.

And so did the ring on her forehead.

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