DVD players

After two weeks in Texas, mom had decided she’d had enough sitting around my place and we changed the flights to come back early to Florida. Originally, she was to stay until Christmas, but even in her grief, mom has get up and go, and she was ready to get up and leave. (Nothing personal she assured me)

I figured going back would be hard for my mom, so I made arrangements to fly back with her and stay for a few days. What I didn’t anticipate though, was how hard it would be for me.

Sunday would have been Dad’s birthday.

Mom and I needed a break and to get our heads into a different place, I turned to my favorite salve and tonic - films. Let’s watch some fun movies!

The true comedy came though, not in the movies, but in trying to get the damn DVD player to work! It was an obstinate machine, that I would have just as liked to stomp on. One night we pressed buttons on that remote control for almost an hour, before it finally played the film. On the last night, while trying to get “ELF” to play, something happened to the DVD player and suddenly everything was pink. After yet another hour of pressing buttons, our choices were to see it in, black and white, or pink. After watching for a few minutes, it became obvious that this particular movie in pink tones, is down right nauseating. We checked out our viewing options and ended up spending the evening watching “Elf,” huddled and cuddled around my laptop. We laughed more when it was in pink, but it was a good break. The next day we picked up a new DVD player. I’m thinking of signing her up with Netflix.

Now, I’m back in Austin. I’m 2 months behind in everything and I’m wearing one of my dad’s old sweaters.