My Mom

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She seems at times like a typical Mom from a comedy. She can be very loving and hysterical at the same instance. She is totally critical of my beloved. And, of course, she demands eveyr day form me the same things - get a reliable and a very well-paid job, stop your online-betting that is meant to be a hobby, etc. Some of the most hilarious things she has said: "Why are you doing that soccer-betting online? It's mafia, son. My only son is participating in the criminal activity." Well, hello, Mom, this is the 21st century, and anybody can do sport-betting online. Plus I do it professionally. I can easily earn $450 within a weekend, and, about $240 every two weekdays. She would then ask: "How much? $450 on the weekend? May I give you some of my money, so you could invest and win some money for me?" I said: "Sure thing." She invested $90 into it, and now, after a couple of weeks, I am paying her $600 by the 31st of December - that's our maintenance fee for the apartment that both of us dwell in. Hilarious, isn't it? Or: "Have you applied for jobs today?" Yes, Mom. "Any responses?" No, Mom - it's right before Christmas, I don't think they'd be booking interviews for those days. I'll have to follow up on them after Christmas. In addition, it's more of her dislikes and likes of my girlfriend: "Ivan, she's not the one for you." Why? "I don't know - she's not reliable. She has lots of kind and good qualities, but she's not the one for you." Okay, Mom, but, hey, *I* am marrying her, not you, okay? Thank you. All in all, my Mom is a lot of fun. She can get tipsy over tow glasses of wine, and, being in that state, she has kissed my girlfriend on the lips accidentally (missing her aim - she aimed for a cheek). Plus, fun trips out-of-town make her very happy. That's when she's in good mood and is ready to treat me to some ice-cream or coffee. I love her, and I hope to have some great time with her during those upcoming holidays, despite all the hardship we've been through in the last couple of months.