Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Don't mess with their bingo.......



I honestly don't know how I get myself into these big messes situations. I was with mama today and when it came time for bingo I was helping her get down the hall and into her lucky chair....uh oh, someone was already in her lucky chair...but mama nicely asks everyone to move over and I put another chair up to the table. I also managed to fit in another chair for mama's friend. At that exact time, while I was waiting for mama's friend to sit down, another old woman lady walks in and starts to sit down. I, quite innocently said, "oh, I got that chair for M D" to which she replied in a very loud voice, "I'll sit wherever I want to!" I, being the pushover passive girl I am, said "well, o.k." but she then turned as fast as she could with her cane, which actually isn't that fast, starts to stomp out of the bingo room and says "I'll just go back to my room!"

O.K. I ran walked after her and said "Please come back, M D sat at another table." She had on her boots and they were made for walking and I'm thinking today was the day those boots were gonna walk all over me! She made no response, only kept walking.

I decided that it might be a good idea if I waited in mama's apartment until bingo was over so as not to cause any further problems. As soon as bingo was over, it was dinner time and everyone was in the dining room as I left. I looked over and there she was at the back table...but, folks, she has a loud voice and she knows how to use it....she says "There she is....." I just started running for the door....

4 comments:

Dawn said...

That is hilarious! They take they bingo very seriously! My MIL played every week at the assisted living center where she lived (until last week when she moved in with my DIL). She always won little stuffed animals, which she brought home for my grands - not that needed any more!

Cathy said...

I am so glad someone commented!!! I just wish Mama still looked like that! Hope you all have fun at dinner. Don't forget to give Matt his card. Love you all.....

Tonja said...

Now your name is mud at the home. Such disgrace. You'll have to bake the ornery one some cookies or something. This is funny.

Glad your sis is starting to blog. Don't worry about commenters, many people just don't take the time to comment. But, you do and I thank you for that!

nancygrayce said...

Thanks Tonja! I'm afraid to go near the lady....but maybe I'll try the cookies...of course, if I do she'll be diabetic and say I'm trying to kill her! :) She did tell mama that she loved her...I'm not sure she made the connection.