I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. You would think I would have learned by now. :-\
I went out yesterday and bought a Mother's Day card for my Mom. I signed it and drove over to her house to drop it off. Her garage door was open and my brother was outside in the front yard speaking to one of their neighbors when I drove up and parked in one of the guest parking spaces.
He saw me pull up and came around the corner of their building, apparently to verify that it was indeed me. As I was getting out of my car I saw him duck around the corner and called out something to my Mother. By the time I got to their front walk, they had both hurried inside the house, closed and locked the front door so I just left her card tucked into the crack between the storm door and the frame. As I came back around the corner, they had also closed the garage door which was open when I first walked by.
It was almost comical if the whole incident hadn't been so sad and childish. It was like, OMG let's run inside and lock the door before the big bad transsexual gets us.
And these two people consider themselves sane and rational adults and think I'm the one that's mentally ill!
