social networks

mom called to get all my bank information and my address and phone number from me again (this is the same address she's been sending packages to for a year now). she'd forgotten to wire me money yesterday and hadn't saved the information she needed, which somehow led her to the conclusion that dad's forgetfulness is sufficiently problematic to suggest that he did, in fact, sustain brain damage in his accident (according to the doctors, he didn't). don't worry, this conclusion doesn't make sense even if you know my mother; it just becomes funnier. ( musing on my parents and their friends, social networks, and feeling like an adult. )