Listen to my mom vent about me, and the first thing she’ll tell you is that I’m a bitch. Pfft. I admit, I’m outgoing, aggressive, and not shy about speaking up about things, but I don’t think those traits alone necessarily make me a bitch. But in any case, she was definitely all smiles yesterday afternoon when I stopped by with her birthday present. Her birthday is still five weeks away, but she’s been ranting for a few months now about not having a mouse for her laptop — the one she had works, but its wireless transmitted got FUBARed, so obviously it’s useless — and not being able to use her desktop, because its mouse also died. She’s on a limited income that is even more limited due to my brothers’ SSDI money going to the state since they’re in foster homes for the time being, so yeah…
Anyway, you can guess where I’m going with this. I got her a mouse for her birthday! She loves my little Logitech mouse with the “nano” transmitter, and I admit I love it too. I’ve had it since November 2008, and I’ve only had to replace the batteries once. Whoo! So for her birthday I gave her a pink Logitech wireless mouse w/ the little “nano” transmitter, so she won’t have to worry about jostling or banging into the dongle, which could strip the insides of it or even damage the USB port it’s plugged into.
This morning on MSN she thanked me again for the mouse, then admitted that she feels a bit bummed that there will be nothing to look forward to on her birthday. Pfft. I’ll still take her out for lunch, but I’m not getting her enough gift just so she can have something to look forward to!


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