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Sure I get it that when you went to college you wouldn’t be available but this time you’ve gone too far. For the past few years, it has been your job to remind me to turn the gas grill off. As you may recall, or maybe not if you’ve already forgotten me (I’m your mom remember?), after I cooked whatever it is that I cooked, I have always left the grill on for a few minutes to “burn off” all the leftover whatnot on the grill.
It’s been a great system since I have no memory and you have memory to spare. However, the other day (let’s call it Tuesday shall we?) I decided to grill some fish. It was delicious but the grill was a mess so I left the grill on to clean it up. Apparently, you forgot to remind me to turn it off so that today (shall we call today Thursday or will your father see this post?) when I was debating what to do for dinner, I remembered that the grill was still on.
I walked outside and sure enough, 600 degrees of hot, hot, heat. Now Daniel, I didn’t realize that when you left for school you would be shirking all your duties. The cat is about to starve to death since you always fed her at night and her food is upstairs. While I’d love to move the food downstairs so that I could remember it, I’m pretty sure that Tucker (the dog) would eat it all up. Therefore it would behoove you to feed her on a nightly basis, wouldn’t it???
Don’t even get me started on entertaining Keely. Do you realize how much TV I’ve had to watch since you left? That wasn’t part of the deal.
I had no idea that when you told me you wanted to go to college that it would impose such a burden on me (and the gas company I suppose). I just wanted to let you know that I’m more than a little disappointed in you.
And by the way Daniel, I’m planning on grilling tonight and you damn well better remind me to turn off the gas.
Your loving mom,