I adore my mom. She does amazing things. She knows EXACTLY when I need a tummy rub, big food or to play chase with my rubber chicken. She loves me more than Sarah (I think). She also manages to be nice when people say things to her that make her eyes cross when no one is looking…

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Here are some things that some people have said quite recently to my mom that show just how patient and truly kind she is:

Your hostas need dividing.” (What Mom Wanted to Say but Didn’t: “No kidding, Sherlock. I also have about 100 seedlings ready to plant, 50 bags of mulch of spread, a bed to dig, weeding to do, the list goes on. In fact, you’re LOOKING at the list right now. See HOSTAS right there at the top? And OH. I HAVE A JOB!!!!” What She Said: “Yes, there’s never enough time, is there?”)

“That flower I gave you is really doing well.” (What Mom Wanted to Say: “Yes, indeedy. That flower you gave me happens, in fact, to be INVASIVE. That’s why there are 300 of those [bleep] things that have taken over half of the bed they’re in. I’ll never get rid of them.” What She Said: “Very well! Do you want some back?”)

“You look tired.” (What Mom Wanted to Say: “Really? I wonder why? I just finished working in the garden–by myself–for 8 hours then vacuumed the house and now I’m making bread to go with our homemade soup for dinner. I didn’t expect to look tired at least until I had cleaned the bathrooms and put up the laundry.” What She Said: “Yep.”)

“I’ll wait until that seedling is a little bigger before I take it home.” (What Mom Wanted to Say: “Oh, I’m happy to keep this little seedling alive until you’re ready for the responsibility of plopping it into the ground and giving it a bit of water. You want me to just give it to you when the tomatoes are ready to harvest?” What She Said: “No problem. I’ll let you know when they’re really mature enough to handle the move.”)
“I’ve been in this kitchen for TWO HOURS!” (What Mom Wanted to Say: “Eee Gad. TWO HOURS? However do you do it? You’re amazing!” What She Wanted to Say: Okay, that’s what she actually said.)You should all be nice to my mom. I’m a little worried that her eyes are going to stay crossed and someone is going to say something about her crossed eyes and she is going to say something back that she really doesn’t want to say about why her eyes are crossed and that she’s trying not to say something that she shouldn’t.

Okay?

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2 Responses to “My Mom is a Patient Saint (By Sophie)”

  1. Donald Rumsfeld Says:

    Dear Sophie,

    I agree with you. Your mom is utterly amazing! However does she do it? How does she refrain from saying the things that come into her head that shouldn’t go out of her mouth? I would sincerely value her amazing advice.

    Sincerely,
    Rummie

  2. Weeds Says:

    I have to take credit for the "two hours in the kitchen" comment. I actually did spend two hours in the kitchen with nothing to show for it other than somoe tasteless carrot muffins. The host put on a brave face about the undercooked muffins but, alas they were a failure

    I did prove that trying to use the convection oven while placing the food on the bottom (i.e. no rack) does not work, so, from a scientific perspective this two hours may have been a success in that I proved the opposite of what is supposed to work.

Right Now at Bumblebee

July 24th, 2010

It was nearly 100 degrees while I was working outside today. I have a sliver of wood in my big toe, poison ivy and am covered in bug bites. Sometimes I think I need an easier hobby.

Robin

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June 24th, 2010

Holy moly, it’s hot. I was just outside providing drought assistance to the suffering greenery. Now excuse me while I cower here in the air conditioning for a bit before making dinner.

It has been such a busy work week. I have been chained to the desk. I can’t wait until the weekend. I have tomatoes to stake, flowers to plant, garlic to harvest, strawberries to keep in control, some clipping and pruning and, who can forget, weeding!

My friend Helen Yoest, from Gardening With Confidence, will be here in about 10 days. I plan to pick her brain and get advice about some real problem areas here. I was hoping for more time to prepare for an esteemed guest, but that’s just not to be. She’ll have to take me as I am.

I hope you’re all keeping cool.

Robin

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June 17th, 2010

You can’t pick up the newspaper or turn on the television without hearing more about the Gulf Coast oil disaster.

The wildlife population will be devastated for years, perhaps decades, to come. You can help with the conservation, monitoring and aid to the birds by donating to the Cornell Lab of Ornithology. This is the top school and science center for birds in the U.S. and sponsor of many, many programs, including citizen scientist-type programs. If you cannot afford to donate, it’s a great place to just be informed or to get involved through volunteer activities you can do in your own back yard.

Robin

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May 26th, 2010

Tonight I am grateful for the internets.

Over dinner we were talking about blast-from-the-past music and then blast-from-the-past comedy. Harry and I explained how we would play stacks of 45s on the turntable to my 19-year-old son. And I remembered my parents’ Dick Newhart album and “Driving Instructor.”  And while we were talking about old comedy, who can forget, George Carlin’s “Seven Dirty Words?” Ah, the things I am teaching my 19-year-old son! Yes, I taught him about seven dirty words!

I am also grateful that the chickens had walkabout time without destroying my garden this afternoon.

And I am grateful for that arms and shoulders P90X workout, although I will be sore again tomorrow.

Live the dream,

Robin

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