Northend Nique

My Mother

Ok, so I get this phone call from my mother tonight... "Dom? I noticed the other morning on my way to work that your front window was open."
"Yes mother, it gets very hot in the house if it's not."
"Well can't you shut it when you guys go to bed at night? You never know what could happen."
"Mom, it would be like 100 degrees in this house! Oh and you know those 95 boxes of cabinets and furniture that are propped up in front of that window? I'm sure that would be pretty noisy if someone decided to jump through the window that is only open 4 inches because it is stuck there and won't go any higher."
"Well, there are some strange people across the street you know!"
"They may be strange but I can guarantee that they are wider than 4 inches. Didn't I just say that my window doesn't open any further than that?"
"They could probably think of a way to open it and get in you know."
"I've lived here for 8 years and cannot get that damn window open any more than 4 inches. It's old and it's loud and it's STUCK."
"I'm just worried about you guys."
"Thanks mom, I'll think about it!"
click.
Sometimes I SWEAR my mother is crazy. I am 30 years old and I apparently do not know when to close the windows on my own house! Are you fucking serious? What a bizarre conversation. Living next door to your mother can be a complete blessing (I really do love her dearly), but sometimes it's a complete fucking nightmare.

posted by Dominique @ 12:09 AM