Oh, Mamma

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Oh, Mamma is a normal phrase that goes in my house, almost a daily thing. My mamma is amazing, she is brilliant, beautiful, outstanding! But like me, she has her...moments. I know where I get my ditziness from. My mom has a panic moment this morning. She walked up to the store and she could not find her wallet in her pocket. She thought she had it the whole time, she even said she felt it in her pocket when she went to turn down her music player in her back pocket. She had to leave the store empty handed to retrace her steps and got all the way home and nothing. Before she left she told customer service about it and they would contact her if anyone turns it in. She got home and called the store to see if they heard anything and no. She then cancels her bank card and tells my grandma what is going on. She was going to get a new bank card, but their systems were down (LIKE ALWAYS, sorry, I have some bitter memories with their stupid computers) and she could not get a new card without her ID. They come back home to make plans of going to the DMV. My mom was going to go tomorrow and my grandma was going to help pay for a new ID if she couldn't get it is free because of some paper she has. Because she couldn't really pay for it herself because she doesn't have a bank card and you need an ID to get a bank card. It was just a endless loop of Ahhhhh I come out of my room to see her and she tells me all that has happened of her losing the wallet, canceling the cards, all of that chaos. I could see her just so drained. I understand, it sucks losing a wallet. She comes up to hug me, we are a very loving family, and we talk for a little bit. She then goes to her desk chair which is covered in a blanket, goes to sit down and sees the wallet. It was on the chair the entire time. It must have fallen out of her pocket or she forgot to put it in her pocket before going to the store. I couldn't hold in my laughter, it was just so silly, because it would and has happened to me before! She was able to unfreeze her bank card and doesn't have to worry about going to the DMV. So yey! Oh, Mamma. I love her. She will never live this down. This almost beats putting the remote in the freezer and the phone in the fridge and calling the shower a refridgerator.