Mother called and paid a visit this morning. She's so happy, telling me that she got a pair of shoes for me that I can use for work. She bought it from where else, Value Village. I told her to stop going there altogether as there's no point really in saving anymore money. But I tried it on nonetheless, and really liked it, how comfy, compared to other black shoes I'm wearing at present. The leather is Italian and not inexpensive, coincidentally, I could use it for my son's convocation ceremony tommorow. Her apokong, grandson, is actually graduating from Grade 9, and I can't believe that this stubborn kid actually made it to pass his class and all. Considering that I never actually seen him studying for the pass school year. All I've seen from him is his diligent computer training of his Runefury games till the wee hours. Who would have thought that this boy was able to make it.
Going back with mother, I never seen her so happy. I asked her where is she going after, and told me that she might go to her favorite grocery store to buy some Asian dish as she is getting tired cooking lately. How about Buddha, I said, aint she cooking? And she said that baby sister is so busy on her computer as well, as soon as she comes home. And she's just so tired herself to argue with her about household chores.
And how about my cousin Robert, how is he? Fine, she said.
And what about our Indian baby princess, my nephew's daughter? I asked, and she said she was alright. But got a fever last week, she probably caught some nasty weather ailments, but nonetheless she's fine as well and still so tabatsuy, chubby, because her mom never stop feed-bottling her constantly, she continued.
We catched up for some more lah-dih-dah...and remind her to take it easy.
She didn't stay longer and as she was gripping the doorknob, I asked her if she actually missed Mokong, my dad who passed away last December, she told me as a matter of fact, non-chalant, never! (Was she kidding me?)
I followed her through the walkways and as it was really bright and sunny, I noticed that mother sports a Bill Clintonesque hair color style. So regal...and like the queen...ever so bitchy as usual!
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help yourself bitch.