Didn't see my parents
Well, I didn't see my parents. :( Called my Mom on the Thursday after we arrived and she said she had bad bronchitis and her doctor had told her to stay quiet. So I said I'd call her the following week.
I called her the following Tuesday from Columbus. She had trouble understanding me because I was on N High downtown, and I had trouble understanding her because she sounded like she'd been gargling with rusty nails. Anyway, I asked her if she felt up to us visiting on Thursday, or on Friday before going to Lebanon. She answered that they had a "social engagement" on Friday evening that they could not get out of (this would be their first social engagement since the Johnson administration) and that she would be going to the hairdresser earlier, so we could not visit.
Then she added that Dad was right and I should not visit them on this trip, but on some future trip where I would "behave like a son, and a mensch" and visit them and only them.
Then she said she "hoped I had a good life" and that I had an intelligent and professional wife, and that if I treated my wife like I treated them, she would leave me.
She finished by telling me that I'm a sick man and I should get professional help for my anger management before it's too late.
So I told her to have a good life, too, and hung up on her.
I called her the following Tuesday from Columbus. She had trouble understanding me because I was on N High downtown, and I had trouble understanding her because she sounded like she'd been gargling with rusty nails. Anyway, I asked her if she felt up to us visiting on Thursday, or on Friday before going to Lebanon. She answered that they had a "social engagement" on Friday evening that they could not get out of (this would be their first social engagement since the Johnson administration) and that she would be going to the hairdresser earlier, so we could not visit.
Then she added that Dad was right and I should not visit them on this trip, but on some future trip where I would "behave like a son, and a mensch" and visit them and only them.
Then she said she "hoped I had a good life" and that I had an intelligent and professional wife, and that if I treated my wife like I treated them, she would leave me.
She finished by telling me that I'm a sick man and I should get professional help for my anger management before it's too late.
So I told her to have a good life, too, and hung up on her.