Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Mothers & Moving

Anyone who knows my mother in a non-virtual sense knows that she is one of the most caring, most supportive mothers a girl could hope to have. (My father is equally caring and supportive, but this post isn't about him.) I've been frazzled for a couple of weeks now because I am moving. I'm not moving far, mind you- I'll still be in Austin, thankyouverymuch, I'll just be approximately ten miles away from where I am now. My mother generously took time off of work today and came to help me finish packing since the movers arrive tomorrow. What did she bring with her? Two not-a-fortunes she and my father received last weekend after dining at our favorite Chinese restaurant in San Antonio, Hung Fong. She's the best, I tell you.

My father's not-a-fortune read, "Loser's visualize the penalties of failure. Winners visualize the rewards of success." [I did not add that grammatically incorrect apostrophe; that was already included for our reading pleasure.]

My mother's not-a-fortune read, "Your candid approach is refreshing," which is hilarious, as I inherited my no-bullshit approach to life from her.

While packing up my belongings today, we enjoyed a lunchtime meal from Austin's Bamboo Asian Grille, one of my regular choices for Vietnamese dining (they also serve Chinese dishes). Both of our fortune cookies revealed not-a-fortunes today, too. 

Mine: "To exercise the body is to purify the soul."
(While going for a run in my soon-to-be-new neighborhood sounds appealing, I think all the heavy lifting from moving boxes is enough exercise for now.)

Hers: "Life is not a problem to be solved but rather a mystery to be lived."
(After she read this not-a-fortune aloud, I jokingly commented, "Huh. Maybe I should stop trying to solve my life." She laughed. I won't tell you her response, not because it was inappropriate or embarrassing but rather because I can't remember it.)

And after more packing, relatively few fights with the packing tape dispenser, some laughter at an unfortunate incident involving a box, two quilts, my arm, and a cameraphone, my mother went home. But not before planning to return this weekend and help finish packing and cleaning my apartment. Did I mention she's the best?


  1. yay mom! She sounds like a great person and a great mom. Love your not-a-fortunes. I usually get things like: still waters run deep, or you aren't very good with money, watch it wisely, or a couple of times I've had the great misfortune of being the only one at a meal with an empty fortune cookie! Yeah - I know. :o)

  2. I (virtually) heart your mom. Hopefully one of these days I'll get to meet her!


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