Parents

My Dad is coming to Toledo on Monday to do some building inspections, that makes me happy because that means free dinner at *enter yummy/expensive restaurant of choice* So I call my house tonight to talk to my Dadand tell him that the original time to meet was not a good time, etc. And I get handed off to my Mom, at which point I always cringe. And my roommates laugh because I only talk to 3 people on the phone ever, my Mom, my Dad, and Nagi. And the only person I talk with on the phone longer than my Mom is Nagi. So when I walk into the living room rolling my eyes they bust into laughter knowing that I'm talking to my Mom. See, I love my Mom and I know she misses me. And she is slowly turning into her Mom *cringe.* And if I ever start to turn into my Mom shoot me. Anyway, when I call home its for a reason. And I called home today to talk to my Dad, and hang up because I was going to go to the rec with Gimp. So my Mom gets on the phone and starts talking. She really knows how to talk about stuff I really don't care about. I mean, I love my Mom to death, and I don't mean to sound like a cold-hearted bitch, omg~la I've never heard someone talk so long before. I need to learn to nicely shut her up.

On a totally unrealted, yet related story, my great aunt passed away about a year ago. As a result my Mom inherited 5 or 6 diamond rings. She had this platinum one with 4 or 5 diamonds in it she was going to give to me on an "important date" i.e. college graduation, but she lost the ring at a comedy club with her friends. She's like completely sick about it, to the point where she wants to take the insurance money and buy me a new one. I'm not mad at her for it at all, infact I had forgotten about the ring until she told me about it. And those of you who know me, know that I'm not at all about money or material possessions. It's just not in my nature to care. I tried to politely decline her offer, but she insists on buying me a new one. Thing is, she wants me to go shopping with her to pick it out. Part of me wants her to pick it out and surprise me. It's not the monetary value of the ring that makes it suck that she lost it, that's what insurance is for, it's the sentimental value. So should i not pick it out and let her decide, or go with her?

Now that I made myself sound like a cold-hearted bitch, I'm gonna make my muscles happy by taking a warm shower. G'night.