Sulking in Luxury

Am all bathed and wearing my comfortable pj's with over size shirt. I look delicious and smell like a fresh summer's morning! I've a glass of sparkling water and have been luxuriating on the big warm sofa listening to Diana Krall. I was in the middle of contemplating the fact that she is now married to Elvis Costello and one can almost taste a joint venture coming on ----

...and, then, the phone rings. I decide to let the call go to voicemail. Nothing surprising about that.

I finish my water and glide toward the phone only to discover it was my mother calling. So, I call into voicemail and she sounds apocalyptically serious. In a flat tone my mother asks me to call her tonight as she needs to discuss something with me. Then, she says, "Thank you" as if making a business call. Hmmmmmm....

No way else to cut it --- this doesn't sound like a good conversation ahead. So, in an attempt to get back to my lovely moment, I call her right back. I go to her voicemail and she has apparently already left the house. Sigh.

I shall be calling her back later tonight after dinner. One can only wonder what waits for me in this phone call to Texas. So, now I sulk on the big warm sofa looking pretty.