Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Talk

We have to have that talk. Again.

You know the one. You’ve been hearing about it for the last two months. It’s between the mother and I and it goes a little something like this: NO! You absolute, positively CANNOT just “leave that” in your carry-on!

Like a good pseudo travel agent, I printed out everyone’s boarding passes and even paid for the mother’s checked bag in advance. Aren’t I sweet?

You know, that checked bag, that no matter what I say, I can’t seem to make her understand that that is where all things liquid and gel – in excess of 3 ounces – MUST go if she doesn’t put them in the tiny Ziploc bag. *stifling scream*

God help me, as tonight she finishes packing. Maybe I should just put the conversation on a CD and hit play …

5 comments:

jagolbec said...

I like you and all, so I know I'm not suppose to say this, but your mother seems a bit dense. That, or she has taken the game of pretending not to understand you in order to annoy you WAY WAY too far. :)

Vicki said...

As she sleeps secretly change things around for her. She'll be thankful. Actually, she'll be ticked because she won't realize what headaches you saved her. Maybe you should let her suffer the natural consequences.

NV said...

Jen -- No, it's more that she has an ADHD personality and doesn't listen. And she's particularly bad about hearing answers she doesn't like. It's almost as if she unconsciously refuses to hear until her answer of choice is what's given. And when it's NOt that answer, well, it just HAS to be difficult. (Even if it's something simple.) Sometimes, she comes around. Other times ... not so much. I come by my stubborn genes very honestly. :-)

V -- I'm hoping that we have this down. I had reason to be encouraged this morning, so crossing fingers ...

Tonia said...

I've been enjoying your blog for awhile now. Your posts about your Mother always make me smile and remind me of my grandmother. I have to say that all the people behind her in line at security will appreciate your efforts.

Recently, we were flying and the guy in front of me in security waits until we get all the way to the conveyor belt for the x ray and then turns to me and tells me he hasn't flown since 9/11 and asking me a bunch of questions about how to bag his liquids. I explained the 3oz in a quart bag, which luckily he had picked up at the beginning of the line. Except he picked up 2 bags and I'm trying to get my shoes off and all my stuff out while explaining that he can only have one baggie per person. I'm not positive that he actually pulled everything out and got it into the bag, but he finally managed to get through somehow. So feel good that you saved some random stranger :)

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