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Posted by Mummy Dearest on May-9-2018

Updates on advertisements on Dutch Television- I know that you are all sitting on the edge of your seats for this

This one I have seen a few times- better than these incessant Mother’s Day ads that going on at the moment.

For Plus grocery store. And we are in this bright and sunny kitchen- early morning-, with a bright and sunny Mother, and a little kid. Mummy – or maybe he- is getting his lunch together, to take to school.

You know, early in the morning and all of that.

The end result is a banana and peanut butter sandwich.

And I move through this Kurt Vonnegut time tunnel and I am in that kitchen right next to *The Jungle Room*.

At Graceland.

Ok. Plus did not fry it.

Edited from a 1995 BBC special, “The Burger and The King”.…
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The Bubble

Posted by Mummy Dearest on Nov-15-2010

Opa is a mess.  I have no idea how to deal with this.

I was there on Friday, and all that he does is cry. It has been 5 months and he simply cannot see a future.

I was going to make him dinner, but there was not even enough for me to fake it.

He has given up.  His highlight of the day is walking about 300 meters away to Oma’s grave site. Every day.

He does not want to move forward. I understand this. He wants to pretend that she is out biking or something. He wants to keep the house, as a sort of mausoleum.  He wants to live there until the day that he dies. Fine, fine, fine. But then ( I am going to swear now)  do f*ck sh*t  to help yourself. I called him today, invited him for dinner tomorrow. It will be very Dutch.  Really, I do Dutch very well.

I called my Dad today. One does lead to another. Daddy was very sad about the whole business. He has been there, done that.

The Father found a place that will deliver warm meals. Opa will not accept taking meals from this place, 5 euro per meal, it all looks really good, and better than what he is eating now.

It is horrible to say, but no one wants to deal with him any longer. He plays Blanch Du Bois, and one simply has a dreadful time  being with him.

He has become an infant once again.

I have 2 dinners ready for tomorrow. If he is coming, let me know.

I have never been accused of being a saint.