My father didn’t arrive tonight until 11pm with my medications. My mother was so livid that he would do that to me. Mom’s my chief advocate general as I like to call her, and The Secretary as well. I felt mostly sorry for Maggie more than anybody. She sat on the back of the couch and whined for an hour worried and pining for my father. Maggie knew something was wrong. I wasn’t mad or angry. I was just glad to see him and he was in a super jovial mood maniacally laughing at some of my mother’s antics of today as he relayed the stories to me. He was laughing so hard he almost got to crying. My father can be so irreverent towards my mother at times. Mom’s called a half dozen times fretting over the whole affair. I’ve called her about three times myself getting the status of my father’s whereabouts. He’s headed to the grocery store now to do this week’s shopping. Kroger will soon close at 1am.
Mom finally ran out of my Coca-Colas and I am drinking Sprite Zero now. Charlie bought the Sprite Zeros on sale and we now have almost a garage full. I guess I am committed to them now. I no longer buy sweets at the grocery store and those sodas tasted so sweet and comforting even if they are zero calorie. Charlie got these little 8oz bottles that look dinky, but I like them. They are the perfect serving size.