Mom's Coming to Town

Well – my mom and my niece are coming to visit this week. In preparation for mom’s visit, there’s a couple of things I needed to take care of:

• Cancel the business trip I had inadvertently scheduled for the day she arrives [I’m no Nicola, that’s for sure]
• Identify something slightly more stable than an air mattress for my mother to sleep on. I preferred to purchase the lower priced sofa-sleeper, but Rita ultimately prevailed with a slightly more couture version. The fact that we are putting mom in the master bedroom should tell you everything you need to know about the new Gucci couch.
• Get some wine for this house, by god…Oh wait, I forgot about the wine room we have. There’s no spare bedroom – but there’s a wing of the house dedicated to the wine inventory [just as it should be!]. Which seems to say “please join us for a glass or ten, just don’t plan to stay” [that was pre-Gucci couch, so that’s not true anymore]
• Ummm….install central air conditioning?! Nice HEAT WAVE we’re having in the land-of-no-central-heat-or-air (!). Seriously – it’s 87 degrees and we have no central a/c. Meanwhile, my mom has installed the climate of the north Atlantic in her own home, so this knee-sweating ambience is NEVER going to do. We do have one of those stove-sized, portable air-conditioner jobbies that you can wheel from room to room for a little mobile chill. I’m thinking of strapping it on my mom’s back for the weekend.

At least there are no subways involved so I stand a decent chance of being on time to pick my mother up from the airport. I must remind myself to mapquest directions...