Yay, Mom!
She called me a couple hours ago and said that after she stopped to get gas her car wouldn’t start. Someone tried to give her a jump-start, but that didn’t work so she called the towing/service company. She was to call me when they got back to their garage to fix it.
So she just calls back and says “I feel like such an ass”. And I’m lovin’ it!! Not because I think she’s an ass, but because it seems to demonstrate how far she’s coming along. She’s suffered spiritual abuse by those who consider themselves righteous for quite some time. But she never seemed able to figure out that the only thing those people really ‘had together’, regardless of what it looked like, was the ability to manipulate others. Like the unreasonable position that you can’t ever drink or it will ruin your witness because “who knows how many you’ve already had”, or it might be a stumbling block to the alcoholic sitting clear on the other side of the restaurant, and lots of other crazy crap like that. And that you can’t say harmless words like “ass”… unless, of course, you are referring to an actual donkey within the context of the KJV translation of the Bible. Like, give me a break!!!
Thankfully, when the guy got there he got it started without any problem. Apparently when it gets super-cold it can look like your car is in park when it’s not really in gear. So he got it in gear and started without incident. And even more thankfully, without charge.
So a couple months ago I got her to try some of my margarita. I think she even had a fuzzy navel when I took her out for her birthday. And tonight she feels like an ass LOL. It’s not that she has to agree with me, but it’d be nice for her to have her own thoughts and not be controlled by what she thinks everyone else wants and the hang-ups that they have. Maybe after all these years of being manipulated and totally mind-screwed she really will get back to being normal again. I’ll drink to that! 