50th Anniversary

While at the Supper Club tonight, mom and I ran in to one of her high school classmates, Wayne. Wayne's wife was not there, she is in ill health. He was out to pick up dinner for them.

Mom mentioned to Wayne that there is a big 50th anniversary party tomorrow for some of their other classmates. I know mom is afraid to drive on any freeway and you have to take a rural route to get to that party. So, I asked Wayne if he could pick her up and take her since it's on the way. He got very nervous and told mom how safe the road was. Then she got out a pen and asked for his phone number so they could coordinate. He then bluntly told her that if they arrived together it would start rumors. He told me I should take her. Mom then looks at me and I'm now trapped.

She had pulled a similar stunt on Bob and I when he was home for R&R in August. She invited us to attend her class reunion picnic. Bob and I pulled up to the picnic, and she was waving and happy to see us. We assumed that this was an event that people bring their families to, but they all looked pretty old. It turns out that the only "young ones" that showed up were us. Families weren't invited, she just wanted to "show us off." As she introduced us around then, Bob's name was no longer Bob, but the General. She told us she has never been so popular. We could not wait to escape.

Today at Leo's, mom asked me to find a 50th anniversary gift. I told her nothing there was gift worthy, and she said to look harder, these people don't know any better. I picked out an old wasp nest still attached to a branch. Mom did not think that was funny. Maybe that mounted deer head that the mice ate the fur off. (Picture attached for all you who think I'm a liar.)

Happy anniversary.