Today is Saturday. A perfect day to get things done.
I was very focused on my projects when I received a text message from College Boy.
I immediately smiled and looked at it. It was this picture.
Now as a Mom, how would you interpret this picture?
My first thoughts are…
“WOW, he is busy cooking.” (He always cooks so that isn’t a big deal.)
I see Grandma’s favorite chili starter. That’s good.
He must be making chili.
I see two beers (how did he get old enough to drink?!).
I see oranges. Oranges are very appropriate for Blue Moon beer.”
Then I look for a text.
There is no text message. Just the picture.
I look at the time. This message came in an hour ago.
My Motherly (is that a word? hee hee) mind goes into full gear!
I sent him a text back and asked him how the chili was and if he had additional pictures of the final product.
Time continued to pass and my Motherly (did we determine if that is a word?) mind wondered more.
If you examine the picture you see on the left two unopened bottles of beer.
Continue to examine the evidence and you see two bottle caps (apparently beer bottle caps) to the right.
As the examination of the evidence you will see not one, not two, but three knives next to some onions.
This motherly (yes, it’s a word in my book: my motherly book) mind begins to come to some conclusions.
College boy had drank one too many beers and as he was cutting the onion, his knife slipped and…….oh, no, this mother with her motherly mind can not think about what happened. (Reality, if I would pay attention to reality at this moment, I know he is smarter then to drink too much.)
Oh, dear, dear, dear me! What is a mother to do?
Pray! “College Boy, you need to text or call me.”
Pray more! “College Boy, I hope nothing happened here.”
Pray, Pray, Pray! “College Boy, please be ok!”
This motherly mind was wondering…
Did college boy take this picture as he was leaving the scene? As the Roommates carried him off to the emergency room?
The clock is ticking. My projects are at a hault. I am pacing.
Can’t act like a Mom with College Boy.
Can’t panic call and call and call.
Ok. I will give him a few more minutes.
Thank you, God. Thank you. Thank You!
His story. “Mom, I know you like cooking pictures since you are always taking pictures for your blog. I have more cooking pictures for you. They just are too hard to upload from my house because my AT&T 3G network (I won’t use the word he used here) doesn’t upload very fast here. I will send them later.”
If College Boy only knew where his Mom’s motherly mind wondered too.
Lets keep this between you and me, ok?