Thursday, March 22, 2012

3-22-2012

Tonight was interesting.  I was working late and didn't even get to Mom's until after 9:30.  I considered not stopping by thinking she would be asleep by then.  Wrong.

Mom was sitting in the main room, with one other woman.  She was dressed, but no socks on and looked a little out of it.  She talked, a LOT, but it was very hard to follow.  It was mostly about being a volleyball coach, and pregnancy, and lying.  There were definitely some strange statements...and they seemed to be bouncing back and forth.

"Changing the records is against the government.  I would never let them change mine up until I went on this trip."  She asked what I had been doing all day.  'Just working Mom.  I haven't event had dinner yet.'

Her response was so sweet.  "Do you need any any money?  You've got to be sure you eat.  3 meals a day.   Don't work yourself to death.  You're not supposed to take any records home with you.  I'm speaking to you..not as my mother... there are just so many changes that I haven't approved."  This kind of rambling went on and on.


"Sports can be an honest game or an ugly one, and the law is the rule. There have been so many illegal changes.  They know once it is written in red, you can't change the number.  3 or 4 teams are going to get kicked out of playing volleyball for lying to the government. I don't like to play with liars."

Then she went to a real strange place.  "I could hear them 'so and so, going with so and so and now she's pregnant.  I always told my girls, you have got to use a rubber.  A lie will live with you for the rest of your life. There are so many lies and they just float by, and I would say - you've got to tell her mother that she needs to go to the doctor.  We have an early game tomorrow."


'Then you should probably get some rest, Mom.'


"Yes, you're right. It's hard to be honest all the time.  You have so many friends that...well you know they're always lying.  Then we go to our head coach.  I'm so glad you finally came home.  I really needed to get all this off my chest.  I always tell my girls - you have got to use a rubber.  It is the only safe way to prevent a pregnancy...and lies and pregnancy can sure ruin a basketball career.  Did you run out of rubbers? I would tell them you don't play with your life like that."

Alrighty then.  After a few minutes I walked her back to her room, and when we walked in she asked "So what is this place?"

I don't think her cable was working, but Rapunzel was playing.  I helped her get ready for bed and told her I would see her tomorrow. She told me her head was hurting.  That didn't surprise me at all.

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