December 26, 2003
My mama sure knows how to cook a good, old-fashioned country breakfast. We had eggs, sausage, bacon, biscuits and gravy this morning. I pigged out. I LOVE my mama's cooking.
I sometimes wonder if her food is really that good, or if I just like it because I grew up eating it all my life. Naw. I don't wonder. It's really that good.
This morning, she was wearing a stocking cap with a big white snowball on the tassel, the kind that Santa's elves wear. After breakfast, we sat on the back porch while the boys went over to the church playground to try to kill themselves on the monkey-bars. She took her hat off. She is as bald as an egg.
"Mama, you've got a good-looking bald head," I told her. "My head is too damned lopsided. I must have inherited that from my father. I wouldn't be nearly as pretty as you are if all my hair fell out."
"I don't wear a hat because I'm bald," she replied. "My head gets cold. Everybody tells me that I have a pretty head, but I freeze if I'm not wearing a hat. I wear one almost all the time now. I must have 50 of them."
She's having surgery and another round of chemo next month. That's going to be a rough row to hoe, but if anybody can do it, Mama can. She's tough.
I am a goddam wimp by comparison.
Good luck to your mom.
I know the type. Mom walked in on my best friend's dad, dead several days. She picked up the dog and took it outside, called me on the phone to let me know I had to go break the news, and cleaned up the dog crap, all without breaking a sweat. Moms are tough. Good thing, too.
They make polarfleece hats with scarves attached, so they wrap around your whole head and neck. Warm and soft, and not itchy, most importantly - but not as necessary in Georgia as they are up north, I'm sure. I bought one for my uncle when he was in chemo. Good stuff.
I used to work in Memorial Sloane Kettering Hospital in NYC for a number of years. It was amazing watching all these women undergoing Chemo shop for wigs and hats in the specialty stores in the hospital.
I went through the Chemo thing with my Dad and Brother, Acidman....I feel for ya....give your Mom my compliments when you see her next...she sure sounds like a good one...
Don't ever pick on somebodies Mama. If she don't hurt ya, the kids will.
Good luck to your Ma, let her know we're rooting for her.
God bless mama, A-Man. She's in my thoughts and prayers. Cherish every moment with her.
Your Momma is Old School. We are New Math. We don't measure up.
You might try getting her one of the soft "skull caps" they sell in golf shops. They're very warm, nice, and stylish.
May your Mama have as easy a time as possible going through the surgery and chemo. Please give her all our love and hopes for a speedy and total recovery.
D-3 and Mamamontezz
Ohhh, the terrors of being bald... I'm 27. I lost all my hair last year, and your mom's right... your head FREEZES! My biggest thing is finding a hat that's not too big (generally they factor in hair when they make them...) and won't fall off int he middle of the night.
Gravy for breakfast?!
I wish that I had been born in the South.