Saturday, December 20, 2008

pennies

My Parents are both 79, so it’s impossible to do anything nice for them. Last year, my brother got them a GPS for the car. Now the two times a year they go anywhere, my father refuses to bring the GPS along. Instead, he and my mother will argue for three hours as they write down the directions the unit gives, no matter how hard anyone’s tried to explain how it works. Typical. Logic has no hold on them as they rush to unplug the toaster (and ONLY the toaster) during a lightning storm, or as my father freaks out on my mother for bringing her cell phone with her because it “wastes the batteries”. I know. We all will get to that point someday. I just got them a remote starter for Christmas and I shudder when I think of the price I’m going to pay for it. I can see it now. It will be five degrees outside, my father will spend 30 minutes scraping the ice and cleaning the snow off his car. He’ll then get in, sit in the driver’s seat, pull the remote starter out of his pocket and start the car. ARGHHHH! Oh well, I should be more thankful. I’m lucky to still have them. I’ve got to split now and finish my shopping. But wait… why am I feeling this uncontrollable urge to pay for everything in pennies?

-----Merry Christmas everyone!

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