News from the Home Front

My mom and I barely speak, I think she basically calls me about once a year twice a year, once on my birthday, and once on either Christmas or Thanksgiving - but not both. All other communication is in the form of letters or emails. I don't really make any effort anymore to keep in contact with her unless she writes or calls me first, I'm just over it. I emailed her in response to one of her monthly, 'what's happening in my life' emails and kind of forgot about it. Three weeks passed and I still hadn't heard back, but I wasn't exactly waiting by the computer...

Turns of that a month-and-a-half ago, she got into a pretty serious car accident. She's fine, her hand shattered the windshield (destroying her beloved phone in the process) and her car was totaled. She ended up needing some reconstructive surgery on her hand (explaining the lapse in monthly newsletters) and has been unable to drive - she relayed to me the sad story of how she was relegated to using public transport with the paeons before the company car service kicked in and how hard it is getting used to a new phone.

She also explained to me for the umpteenth time how she's essentially car-less for the next little while (which isn't entirely true, as she has another car, a little roadster that's strictly for summer use) and how she refuses to buy a new car until she's able to test-drive it first, blah, blah, blah. By far the best part of the email was the part where she referred to herself as a 'great driver', who'd 'never been in an accident' before - um, this from the woman who almost hit a pedestrian (granted said pedestrian was also stooped over in the street picking something up) and the same woman who is/was so road rage-filled that she has has taken to barreling through stand-still traffic by way of the medians and shoulders of busy thoroughfares, right!