One of those days

It was one of those days. It started with MAC not wanting to get up to go to church, then complaining the whole ride in that she was hungry. She had a snack after church which she said would hold her until we got to the grocery store. I told her that there were a few other stops that needed to be made. One of them was to a book store and that I would buy her a Manga but no DVDs. She said ok as long as I was still going to buy her a sandwich from safeway.


One of the stops we needed to make was at Old Navy. They were running a sale on school uniforms and she is in need of some pants for school. When we got there she refused to try anything on. When I forced her, she was nasty to the attendant who opened the door, was nasty to me when they didn't fit, and kept slamming the door which annoyed all the other people trying clothes on.

We went to Safeway for our bi-weekly shopping trip. She was not happy that I only got her a sandwich. We bought a 20 pack of snack size chips and I got her a 20 oz bottle of soda. As we went through the store she would pick up items and throw them in the basket. That is how we ended up with 6 packs of hot and spicy tuna! I tried to explain that we needed to look at prices and compare what we were getting. She didn't care, and made it known that she was not happy with me and that I was a horrible mother.

We finally left the store and headed home. We had dinner plans with my mother this evening. When we got to Mom's house my cousin was there and she had pictures of Korea and their family trip to China. They were amazing, MAC didn't want to stand up. Every time I suggested something she would come back with a smart-aleck comment.

When we got home she was not happy with me because I didn't leave Mom's earlier. She watched a little TV but every time I asked her a question she responded with a short monosyllabic answer in a rather nasty tone.

I had mentioned to my mother that her comments had been fairly nasty to me all day and Mom said that this was not as bad as the last time she had seen her.

On these type of days when it seems like there is nothing I say to her that will won't get a nasty comment, she says to me that I yell too much. I don't feel like I'm yelling but apparently MAC feels that I am. These are also the days when I mention to her that the way she speaks to others can hurt their feelings. Hopefully one day she will remember.