I got a call last night from my girlfriend Nicole.
She told me that she read my post about Sophie and the backyard. I said something along the lines of "I KNOW. Can you believe it?" by which I meant:
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SAVE ME FROM THIS WOMAN! BRING GARLIC! no, wait, she's Greek. Garlic won't work...BRING A PROTESTANT WITH A FULL STOMACH WHO IS VEGETARIAN AND LACTOSE INTOLERANT!!"
Nicole totally picked up on my stream of consciousness desperation, because she said "You know, I know of this GREAT retirement home in Brazil. Sophie and my mom can keep each other company."
Posted by Jen at April 7, 2006 7:10 AMFor the record: I love my mother very much and would not put her into a nursing home until later... like...
next...
year?
Let's see how long we CAN hold out, OK, Jen? :)
PS THis is all in good fun. My mom saw the place where her father was cared for in his last days and said that it is a tranquil home where he was given the kindest care - all for a great price. She said that if I ever had to do something like that, there's where she would want to be. I'm sure that Sophie would find it meets her highest standards!
Posted by: Nicole at April 10, 2006 3:28 PMIt meets my standards: not here.
Posted by: Jen Rodis at April 10, 2006 4:53 PM