So, a half an hour after we get to the vet's office, my mom calls.  I let it go to voicemail because DUH, I am busy.  And she knew 100% where we were, so I couldn't not understand why she was calling.  So, I check my voicemail and found out that she needs to go TODAY to get a haircut.

*sigh*  Lately, she's been trying to take up as much of my time as possible.  Like all week.  My husband was on vacation and she kept calling me every single day to take her somewhere.  "We have plans MA, go away!"  So most days, I just ignored her calls.  She did it on purpose to be an asshole.  She KNEW he was on vacation.  She KNEW we had plans practically every single day.  She did have a doctor's appt. one of those days, so why not save up all her running errands for that day?  Nope.  She had to keep calling to "oh I need to run to pick up this or that".  So I'd up picking up her "items" she needed and dropping it off to her.  She punished me by not paying me for her items.

That's how mother works.  Do as she says, and she will do what's right.  Do it differently than she says, she will punish you.

A couple of those days, I'd send my son to go with her instead of me (he was being punished for something--so I said "Now you have to cart grandma around! HA!"--it's a joke punishment, but for me, it's like NOT being punished LOL).  And she acted like it was okay to him, but she did things to punish us---like she pays us every single month for the gas she uses when I have to take her places: in steaks and burgers from the grocery store--so since I didn't take her, my son came home steakless and burgerless.  "If your mom had come with, I'd know what to buy her!" she said to him....BUT she bought herself and her cats steaks.

So today, I took BM home, after TWO HOURS of having to spend time with her humiliating us, mother needed her haircut.  NOW.  So I called her back when we got home and said "Fine, I'll pick you up."  My son came with us, and she said "Oh, when I am done, I need to go to the store to get some shirts."  She literally just bought shirts two weeks ago.  Who needs that much clothes?  So she went in to get her hair cut, we went to go get gas, came back and I went inside with her where it was cool (It was like 87 today and we have no air-conditioning in the car).  I look out, my son motions me to come here, so I went out to see what he wanted.

He told me and I went back in.  "Mom, we can't go get you shirts, because he reminded me that he and his brother have plans to go to the park (there is a HUGE Pokemon Go place downtown).  He needs me to cut his hair, he's going to take a shower, and I have to wash their clothes before they go, as well.

She replies while her hairdresser is finishing up her hair,"Well, I have plans too.  So he'll have to wait."

I was like ???  "Well, you just came up with this idea to go get shirts when we pulled in, and they've had this plan all day.  I just forgot about it.  We'll go tomorrow."

"It will be too hot tomorrow."  Now she's just playing games.  What a dumb thing to say.

"Ma, it's 87 degrees out.  It's hot right now.  Tomorrow will be no different.  We'll go tomorrow."  Then I started making jokes to the hairdresser, because I know mother, she doesn't want to fuss in front of strangers.

Now, I have to find a way to be busy tomorrow so I don't have to take her anywhere LMAO  I already have to take her on Friday to a doctor's appointment, so yeah.  Her shirts can wait.

But yeah, as I wrote this, I realized, mother doesn't have to be grouchy to be back to her "asshole ways", I literally forgot about the mind games she plays (sad how a few months of her being a "good girl" and I forget about her crap).  She doesn't play those when she's in the manic-goldenchild state.  Fun fun fun.

OH, as I am writing this, my doctor's office called and I am on a waiting list to see them, and a spot opened up tomorrow!!  Whoo hoo!  Looks like mother's shirts will have to wait.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAH!  Saved by the bell (or the telephone ring...).


But now that we're back into "manipulation mode", this will be just the beginning.  She'll get angrier when I am not doing what she wants, she'll get pissier when she can't have her way RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT!  She'll threaten, berate, and punish, more and more and more.  Yay.  So much to look forward to!   Oh well, I am stronger, wiser, and I can handle it.  Soon, her license will be taken away, and so will her car.  Pretty soon, she'll have NO way to control us anymore, and she'll be left with "I better be good or else!"  Because the "or else" will be "find someone else to take care of you."  Granted, that will only come if she's SUPER evil, but I know my mom, and she's more than capable of great evil.  MUCH more than capable. 

BUT FIRST, AN UPDATE: So, I am not 100% sure if I said this already, and I am too lazy to check LOL  But my mom has reverted back.  In the past 2-3 weeks, she's back to her bitchy self.  All that "OMG you're the best daughter ever" golden-child bullshit is eroded.  That's okay, I expected it.  It's AMAZING to me how she can literally IN ONE DAY go from manic-goldenchild-happy narc mother to angry-scapegoat-asshole.  BUT I will say, the change isn't 100% from night to day (or day to night?), it's kind of lingering between the two.  I think she's slightly even reverted back to the semi-golden-child mood because she's scared of her health.  She's quickly deteriorating and I think it's scaring the pants off of her.

See, after her surgery (she had a pacemaker put in) she felt so much better and thought she was invincible and all that fear wore off, she she thought she stopped needing me, and turned into asshole-mom.  NOW, just a month later after her surgery, she's having issues that aren't going away and new issues, and she's scared again.


This brings us to today: she recently hired me out without my permission to take BM to the vet (apparently she needs her rabies shots).  Okay, okay, it's BM's dog and cat.  But still.  And of course I said yes, because a) what can I say??  and b) it's for animals.  And I will do anything for someone's pets.  They can't help their owner is a weenie.

So, this bring us to the vet's office.  Good.  Fucking.  God.  What the hell did I sign on to do?  I will have to say, I was being a little bossy AF today, because BM is a white trash and has NO IDEA how to handle herself in public.  You just don't let your damn dog run full length on a leash to go and bum rush people who don't know your dog.  I had to eventually say "Hey, why don't you relax and let me take her, you have a bad back."  And I parked that dog's ass in between my legs and rubbed her chest so she'd stay put.....which is how you handle a hyper ass dog who wants to sniff everyone's child and cat.

Let me say something: if you have a dog, and you go to the vet, DO NOT let it run up to random cat cages and stick their faces in there.  That's rude as hell, because any cat is super stressed out at the vet and a random idiot dog doesn't make them feel better.  But apparently BM doesn't get this and some lady was freaking out because she wasn't pulling the dog back when the woman was telling her to.  I had to grab the leash instead.  *sigh*

I love dogs, but I also know how to handle my dogs.  And unless someone asks to pet my dog, I do not let them go over and bother strangers.

So, BM's dog, is very, VERY friendly, she loves other dogs.  So I asked person who had this mama pit bull "Does your dog like other dogs?"  He said "Oh yes, she's a lover," so I let BM's sniff this dog's muzzle, and vice versa....and BM SCREAMS "NO!! NO NO NO NO NO!"  Everyone was staring.  He said "You don't have to worry about my dog because she's a pitbull."  I looked at BM and said "Yeah, nobody is growling here, settle down."  BM replies "Oh I've heard BAAAAAAD things about pits and I don't want my dog near them!" 

I was so embarrassed.  I looked at the guy and said "Oh my god, I am so sorry."  He just waved us off.  I felt so horrible.  I said to BM "German Shepards actually can be a very aggressive breed as a whole, but I never care if one gets near my dog unless someone is growling.  Each dog is different.  Shar Peis I hear are assholes, too, but look at your dog, she's one of the friendliest dogs I know."

BM replies "Yeah, but the pits behind me want to tear through the fence to kill my dog, so I don't like them."

I said "Yeah, but those are those dogs.  That dog over there is sweet.  Breed doesn't make a dog an asshole."  She just lost her train of thought then and then started talking to someone else.

And when I say talking, I mean practically YELLING, and saying the most ignorant things you can imagine.

Thing such as "MY DOG IS PART SHAR PEI.  YOU KNOW, THAT CHINESE DOG.  YOU CAN TELL SHE'S PART CHINESE BECAUSE SHE HAS SLANTED EYES." 

THIS is who my mother is BFF's with.  THIS right here.  Once she told my son's best friend "Oh, you're from Korea?  Yeah, I thought you were some kind of Asian." Then proceeded to pull her eyes up in a slant and make "Asian" sounds at him.

*sigh*

And she LITERALLY pissed off my all time favorite vet at the vet's office, also.  He repeated to her 50 times, "WE DO NOT SHAVE CATS HERE!"  She kept saying "Can't you just shave her?"  Good fucking god, I wanted to scream!  When she left for a "smoke", I said to the vet "I am so sorry you're so frustrated with her, she doesn't listen to anyone."  He laughed and apologized for being frustrated.

I can't tell my mom what an ignorant twat she was being, or how she humiliated us, or how I wanted to just drive away with her pets and leave her there because my mom's head is so far up her ass right now.  And I mean up BM's ass.  BM used to be the one who bummed cigarettes off my mom, beg or money, ask for food constantly, need rides every single day....but now, she has her mom living with her, and my mom stopped smoking and never gives her any money AND she can't drive.  So, BM practically ignores my mom.  She has no use for her.  And my mom is acting like a lost puppy dog without her to bitch about.

So if I bash BM to her, and say I'll never take her anywhere ever again?  My mom will have a fit and it cause her to badmouth me to everyone (I've had enough of that).  So, I have to keep my mouth shut and just find ways to say "no" in a roundabout way if she does this to me again.  Because I will NOT be driving BM around town for ANYTHING.  I only agreed because this was for her pets.  And like it said, it's not their fault their mother is whackadoodle. 

So, I will continue this blog in the next one, because after I was done with BM, then my mom started to pull some shit.  Not seriously bad stuff, just being annoying.  Like usual.