Malt Vinegar and Me…

For supper last night, mom and I had the best Captain D’s we have ever eaten. It was really that delicious. The restaurant was full of patrons as well which was a good sign.  I love to pour malt vinegar on my fish and fries.  It pays homage to the time honored fish and chip shops of Great Britain or chippies as they call them overseas. Charlie arrived last night and wanted to know all about my mother’s and my trip to Captain D’s. Dad and Charlie are both amazed at how well my mother and I get along these days.  My father says it is because we are medicated now. I always wince when he says that. Charlie also had a armful of towels and washcloths as he was telling me I didn’t have enough. One aggravating thing about Charlie, though, is that he will take out your trash and not put a new trash bag in the trash can. I will throw something in there and realize too late that there’s not a bag in there. A small quibble, but a quibble none the less. Tonight, Mom and I are having pizza finally.  Mom kept asking me yesterday if I felt able to go and pick up our Little Caesar's pizzas. I don’t know what got her on that tangent, but I feel fine so far this week. (knock on wood of course)

Source: The 4th Avenue Blues - August 6, 2014 Category: Mental Illness Authors: Andrew Quixote Source Type: blogs