Princess MoMo

My mom told me the following story today (9/12/11):

One of the secretaries at work today was all smiles.  I said to her, “You must have had a great weekend.  She said, “Yeah, I got married.” I asked her if it was a surprise.  She said, “Kind of.  We weren’t even engaged, we just did it.”  I said, “That’s something my daughter would do. I wouldn’t be surprised if I came home one day and she said, “Hey mom, I got married today.”

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As it turns out, over the past almost 27 years, I’ve done so much to shock my conservative, straight-edge mother that almost nothing I do surprises her anymore.  For example, preceding my weekend adventure to Martha’s Vineyard with a strange man, I texted her, “I’m going out after work.”  (At that point, I didn’t know where this guy was taking me.)  The next morning the following text exchange ensued between my madre and me:

8:08 a.m. Mom: How are you?

8:17 a.m. Me: Good. I went on a trip.  How are you?

8:18 am. Mom: I am good. Trip to where?

8:19 a.m. Me: Massachusetts

8:20 a.m. Mom: Did you drive? When r u coming back?

8:21 a.m. Me: No, I did not drive.  Tomorrow.

8:23 a.m. Mom: Are you ok?

8:24 a.m. Me: Yes, I am fine.  I am in Martha’s Vineyard.

8:25 a.m. Mom: Ok. God be with you.

8:25 a.m. Me: And also with you.

8:27 a.m. Mom: Would like to hear your voice when you can.

So, I called her.  She asked how I got to Massachusetts and who I was with.  I told her by small plane with an online dating guy.  I expected at least a brief lecture.  No such luck.   She told me to be careful and have fun.