My mom is seriously starting to freak me out.
We first had the Christmas debacle of when she announced to me that I had attended her and Dad's wedding...if you didn't read about that, you can click HERE to catch up.
Today, Mom stopped by the house for a visit.
As we were sitting in the living room, chit-chatting, she says, "We had a swimming pool when we lived in the house on Jackson."
Duh. I lived in that house for 8 years.
Did she think I had forgotten the house had a pool?
Wait a minute...
Is she forgetting the fact that I'm her KID?! And that I would have lived in that house, TOO??!
That's even WORSE!!!
Whatever the reason for why she felt she had to inform me about the pool - it is just getting downright scary.
I never know what's going to pop out of her mouth these days, which is making for some interesting visits.