Drinking, Dinner, Boredom, and Relatives

Mary and I had too much wine with dinner. Well, after dinner. I had 1 1/2 glasses and she had one full glass. She never shows her alcohol but she came close this time. It doesn't take much to get me schwipped, so I was really quite far gone. We just sat and talked. It was funny. Mom called and I was the one who was tipsy for a change :-) It's strange, some wine tastes so nasty to me, I can hardly drink it, whereas other wine tastes so good, I don't want to stop drinking it.

I think Mary had a boring day. I think a lot of her days are boring. The other night she started to do a seek-and-find puzzle. She hasn't done one of those in ages! Then Mom called and it distracted her and she never went back to it. I was waiting for dinner to get done and started reading her some of Harry Potter. She seemed to be really getting into it, and then dinner was ready. It was pretty good. I was quite proud. Well, happy. Satisfied. Pork tenderloin (rubbed with salt, pepper and several herbs), kale (w/ garlic, olive oil and sun-dried tomatoes), and a boiled potato. And red wine. Chocolate covered graham crackers for dessert with coffee. We have such a good life.

I read today that you should play with your indoor cat at least 10 minutes a day. Its a good thing our cat likes to play. I don't want her to get depressed or neurotic. I wish Mary would play with her. I wonder if getting petted and talked to counts. The article said that one toy wasn't enough, so I doubt if it does count.

We went over to see about Dad. Took him the thighs from the roast chicken we had the other night (we really do have it good). He dug into it immediately. Getting tired of cereal, I guess. I vacuumed the floors, loaded the dishwasher, cleaned the toilet and sink and remade his bed. I started feeling sorry for him. Good thing I had to leave.

Mary called Anna yesterday. She seemed really glad to hear from her, commented that she never sees Mary or Angie anymore (duh, since I'm not carting their butts all over the place!). Uncle Tom's supposed to come to stay soon. Anna said he'd stay with Angie, of course. Left out the bit about Angie not being thrilled. Angie said she wasn't sure she wanted him there since he drank all her booze. Anna reiterated her bit about how if she had another bed she'd love to have him stay with her. I used to believe that but not anymore. I've got her number now. She mentioned that Jim calls her three times a week. Hm. I'm impressed. I don't know whether I admired him for moving to Florida or found that irresponsible. How much responsibility to we have to our elderly relatives? Does it matter whether it's a parent or someone more distant? Would I be taking care of Mary if she coudn't afford it? I think I would. I've never been very good about thinking about the future.