Overtime Hawg called me yesterday and told me that her husband
would be over to shovel the sidewalks for me at work. I'm like, "WTF? Her old man is in his SEVENTIES!
What kind of an ASS would I be to sit here and let him do MY work when I'm younger and healthier?"
Not like shoveling the sidewalks is going to kill me.
Wow. Wonder how many people have uttered those immortal words seconds before they were hit with a massive heart attack?
I said, "No, I can do it myself. I don't want him coming out in this weather and there's no reason I can't do it myself."
Especially considering I'm 30 years younger than he is! Before I even have a chance to ponder
why she's suddenly being so generous, she informed me that her sister-in-law is going to die next week, so she'll need me to work for her a couple days.
Nice to know she wanted to do something for me out of the goodness of her heart, and not because she was trying to butter me up to hit me up for yet another fucking favor.
She said she's in a hospital in Pittsburgh, brain dead as of yesterday (the S-i-S, not OT) and they're removing the life support.
She reiterated about 8 times that the funeral would be next week. NOT this week.
Interesting sidenote: this is the same sister who has been dying since Christmas 2005.
Now I'm going to sit her and wonder how she knows exactly when someone is going to die....
I was watching a show on Animal Planet the other day about the first year of Tai Shan, a panda at the National Zoo in Washington.
At one point, it showed his mother lying on her back, eating a huge fruitsicle.
The panda was about 7 or 8 months old at that time and he was crouched near her foot.
When he saw the fruitsicle and began to climb towards it, his mother batted him away gently,
but persistently with her foot. The woman who was caring for the bears said pandas are notoriously stingy
when it comes to their treats, even with their offspring. This made me think that maybe I was
a panda in a former life. How many times a day do I yell, "Get your own damn whiskey!" to the offspring? Awww, the joys of motherhood.