last thursday night i stayed up too late. i watched some episodes of project runway with my sister CA and when it was about midnight, i decided to head to bed. when i realized: my mother was out with her friend...STILL! and we hadn't heard from her. it was definitely past her curfew, and i was worried. so i called her 3 times in a row (ignored my calls, rude) and i texted her (ignored my texts, double rude!) i said, "MOM! where are you?!?! it's late, and we haven't heard from you!" and i waited a while before i typed "MOM!!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!" 15 minutes later she finally responds, "i'm fine! be home in a bit! xoxo" so she thinks being sweet and typing "xoxo" is going to get her out of trouble?? huh?? CA and i were relieved and went to sleep. i made her sleep in my room.
at 2 in the morning i suddenly awoke, with my mother standing over me. "AH! WHAT?!?!" i said. she was like "YOU TEXTED ME 'MOM?!?!?!?!?!?!?' I WANTED TO CHECK ON YOU! I WAS WORRIED!" and i was like "MOM, i texted that to YOU when you weren't responding to me. like 2 hours ago." and then she was all "why do you guys have all the blankets on, it's really hot" and we were like "OMG MOM WE DON'T KNOW, WE WERE SLEEPING. IT'S 2 AM WHAT ARE YOU DOING HOVERING OVER OUR BED!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!" and then she was like "well i can't sleep now" and it was just this dramatic exchange between mother and children. it went from me and CA worried sick about mom's big night out, to her being scared about our safety in the middle of the night because her phone sent her our text 2 hours late.
funny how roles can be reversed...then changed back again to their rightful place.