The sad thing about my mother is that for as far back as I can remember, she has had virtually no interests or hobbies. The closest I recall is her watching soap operas in the 1960s, when I was a kid. But she doesn't read, she has no TV shows she watches (other than the news), she almost never went to movies with us when my sister and I still lived at home (the last I can remember is Paper Moon in 1973). She only had videos on hand to entertain my father, and after he passed away she got rid of both the VCR and the DVD player.
And she continues to profess no interest in any of these things. I have no idea how she gets through a day.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
And she continues to profess no interest in any of these things. I have no idea how she gets through a day.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.