Last night my mom called up. She's been sick and was started on an antibiotic the day before and now she was having a reaction to the medicine. It was late and Kathy, being the good nurse, wife, and daughter-in-law, recognizing that I had to work in the morning and she didn't, volunteered to pick up some Benadryl and bring it over. Yes, my wife is an angel. She left and I went to bed.
When I woke up this morning I saw that the other half of the bed was empty. There had been no phone calls during the night so I assumed Kathy stayed with my mom. Like I said, she is an angel.
The garage door opened at 6:15 this morning, signalling me that Kathy was home. She walked in carrying a few groceries and wearing a big smile. I asked if she spent the night at mom's and if everything was okay.
I spent the night at the casino.
I made sure your mom was doing okay after giving her the Benadryl. It was about 11:00 when I left and I thought, "I'm not that far from the casino."
Call me strange, but when I'm leaving my mom's house in the West Central area, that is not the first thought that comes to my mind. And then she gives me the good news.
I won six hundred dollars!
Not only is that good news, it's also very unusual. As in, it's never happened before.
Do you want a hundred dollars? I can give you a hundred bucks if you want.
Sure, who doesn't want a hundred bucks. She hands me a crisp Ben Franklin.
I'm going to bed and get some sleep. You have a good day at work.
I kissed her goodbye and headed out to the park 'n' ride to catch my bus. But I had this nagging feeling. I sensed something was wrong and then it finally dawned on me. Maybe some of you readers picked up on what is wrong here.
Washington is a community property state. I should get half.
Oh, and mom is doing better.
Foggy Morning Commute
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