Wednesdays With My Mom

This is one of the few photos of my mom wearing pants. She knew how to do it right! My dad always use to call her "Miss America". Then as his daughters came along, he called us that too. So many times when he and mom would come to visit me as an adult, I would walk into the room where they were and he would say..."Miss America!", as I walked in. Cute!!

From what I understand, this was my mom and dad's first date (to Knotts Berry Farm). Most likely my Aunt Ione took this picture because she is responsible for them meeting. My aunt sent my dad a picture of my mom while he was still serving in WWII. You can only imagine how interested he was when he saw it. So when he got home, he got the chance to do something about it. : ) Way to go Dad!!!
This Wednesday was very laid back. Laundry, cleaning the apartment, grocery shopping, and a little handy-man job for me. : )
I told Mom to pose for me. After I took the picture and looked at it, I went over and hugged her and told her how cute she was. She of course laughed, shrugged it off and said, "Ooh!"

Okay, funny story. I was giving my mom instructions on how to pose for this one...I know... such a dork. That's why she has that questioning look on her face. But that's not all. Right in the middle of our "photo shoot", Mom's neighbor, Jean, walked in. We started laughing like a bunch of little girls. I had to explain to her about my blog. Hee-hee.
When your parents start to get up there in age, you will notice that sometimes little things bother them. Things that seem irrational to you. But I don't care because it's real to her. Just as of last week it's been bothering her that there is an attic access door in her closet. I guess there have been a lot of contracted workers at the Apartments lately doing work. She loves the on-staff maintenance guys, but she's felt a little edgy about these "strangers" around lately. So when she told me she hadn't slept much the night before because of the attic door, I told her I would take care of it "today". So I went home, got my ladder, got my "girl tools", stopped by Home Depot for the locks and........see photo below.
Best I could do. I was up on a ladder, taking a photo of myself.