21 January 2008

Now That's Love

I was complaining to my mom today on the phone about our constant unrelenting state of having-no-money...

Me - I'm just so tired of not having enough money to pay the bills, never mind either one of us EVER getting a treat.

Her - Well, you know, your dad and I are in our mid-70's. How much longer can we last?

Me - Well, A) I would obviously MUCH rather have you around than get some money when you die and B) Longevity runs in your family, right? Your dad was over 90 when he passed away and your mom was 96! If you follow in their footsteps, and I hope you do, you could have more than twenty years left!

Her - Oh. Shoot.

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

she kills me - with her "relaxed" way of dealing with her life she should live to about 102 (of course, that's assuming she doesn't keep eating those crackles).

B.

Chickenbells said...

My grandmother is 94...she keeps saying, "this is ridiculous!" and then we remind her of the alternatives...it makes us all laugh!

J. Cullinane said...

I had a similar conversation with my own grandma about a week ago. She said, "It's not that I can't believe you're turning 35, it means that I'm 75!"

And when I made a comment about her living many more years, just like her own mother, her response was,

"Oh my god, I hope not!"

Jennifer Lavin said...

I guess at a certain age you're just ready to go. My mom's mom, the one who lived til 96 would regularly call her children and have them come to her bedside because she was 'ready to die' even though she was nowhere near death yet.

I just wrote my aunt a letter and she is about to turn 96 so I guess I better start getting my act together if I'm going to live another 60 years, God help me.

Jennifer Lavin said...

By the way 'this is ridiculous' is HILARIOUS.

the girl said...

heh, the women in my family tend to outlast most of the men--my grandma was 101 and sharp as a tack right to the end. :)

Anonymous said...

I only hope that old age is much like the late stages of pregnancy. Even the most fearful women start [chugging castor oil] pining for labour. I hope that when I'm near the end of my life I am so ready too.