DOTTI
Dotti! Not Dorothy not Dottie some of the lucky few can call her Mom. To me she's Mom, Mother or Dotti depending upon my mindset, the situation or tale about her I'm recounting...trust there's quite a few.
Dotti is a 78 year young woman with a full head of perfectly coiffed silver white short hair that sits on a dynamic 5ft about 101 1b. body.
I took Mom out for breakfast for Mother's Day after she had trimmed my hair. Yes...she trimmed my hair which she has been doing off and on since I was born. I went from having hair almost to my waist to now being shoulder length...lol lol. All she kept saying was "it needs trimming its thin and in bad shape". Then I heard..."it will grow back". Lol lol.
Breakfast she ordered toast which she offered to me right when it landed in front of us. I declined knowing her. She ended up after trying hard to push toast on me during the whole meal eating almost all of it. Of course there was a fight over the bill...I had it in hand but she was being grabby and vocal. Let me tell you I hold most people in the same respect as myself same level as me now my Mother she is my Mother. I have high respect and regard for her she is 1 of my Heroes. But no way was she paying...reaching my arm way out with food bill & debit card I asked the watching bemused waitstaff to help please and take the stuff in my hands thank you.
Mom kept going on and on about how she could pay she should have paid...2 days later I found money in my purse.
Love you Mom.
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