SOTD: mom’s know everything…

..and my god works in odd ways.

My mom called me tonight around 8 PM my time.  That’s like 10 PM her time.  I typically expect her to be in bed by then (she’s a teacher and has school early)  and am always surprised when she calls at that time.  Or on a weekday.  We usually talk once a week on weekend days. 

But she called to night.  And, wide eyed and breathless, I looked at marcus.  “She knows!!”  I whispered.

“Did you tell her or your brothers?” 

I shook my head.  I hadn’t told much of anyone yet.  I grabbed my phone and ran out to the balcony where  it would be quiet.  And we chit chatted and it was nice.  But then I swear she asked me how the dogs were.  dogs.  Plural.  I just brought home the puppy today.  And maybe it was my imagination, but I almost stuttered.  Thankfully I kept my cool and said simply that she was fine.  But it think she knows. Somehow.

Growing up she always said mothers know everything.  I believe that now.  The day after i got my tatoo, she called.  Now she calls after i get my dog…..weird.

And fucking Loki (my god)  somehow figured this all out. Apparently, the Akita wasn’t te right dog for kala and I.  So, he breaks my car down for 4 weeks and has this dog picture posted on the break room wall to get me in dog mood.  Then the akita is adopted.  But, just a few days later a friend at work’s wife finds out about two american bulldogs that need a home.   It’a all a little more detailed than that, but i’m exhausted and am going to bed.