I didn't get to see my mom on Thursday because she had the rarity of 3 days off in a row so decided to go on a little vacation. They went out to stateline but returned home without staying over because they had gambled much more than they expected to.

When I saw them Saturday, it was just supposed to be a quick swing-by to pick up a package and to give Brian the details on who requested his info from my Facebook post but moms decided to cook for me.... um..... YAY! Anytime she wants to cook for me makes me so very happy.

As I was talking with Brian about upcoming small job prospects, my mom interjected...

Mom: Who are these people, Ohma?
Me: Just people I know on Facebook, mom.
Mom: Any of them ladies?
Me: Yes, as a matter of fact.
Mom: What do they want?
So I explained to her about what happened when Brian came over and she said:
Mom: So, none of them want my man?
Me: Uh... no, mom, your man will be fine.
Mom: They better not or I kick all you friends' ass, okay Ohma?
Me: Okay, mom.
LOL!

Mom: Oh! Ohma! I got card.

Me: What did you get a card for?

Mom: I was at the store getting some wine and the lady asked me for ID. She make my day, Ohma.

Me: That's great mom.

Mom: Then at work, some man in the parking lot tell me "Oh... You so pretty... Mucho pretty... Mucho this... Mucho that..."

I yell in the store, "Javier, don't sell this man anymore beer. He's drunk."

Trying to figure out the best day to drop off mom's present for the holiday....

Last week:
Me: Mom, before I leave, let's get on the computer so I can buy you that blouse you wanted.

Mom: Just bring me money, Ohma.

Me: I always give you money... Christmas, Birthdays, Mother's Day... Let me get you something else this time.

Mom: Ohma, if you always give me money, what make a difference this time?
Just bring me the money.....

To my work....

So my co-worker can get jealous....

Her kids never do anything for her.

I'm dropping off her present on Monday when the co-worker will be there.