Really Mom?

As everyone must know, this past election has been pretty important. A big deal right? Yeah sure of course it is. But because of that, every person in the country has been down each others throats about voting. Seriously it’s all we’ve heard. Vote! Vote! You have to Vote! Are you going to Vote? You must Vote! Honestly, yeah we understand…..Vote….I got it, now breathe. That was kind of the most annoying thing to me ever. I mean I’m an adult, an American, I know how important it is and I can make decisions by myself. My favorite though is when all the celebrities get all into it and start talking like they know what is going on. Like their opinion matters because their latest movie was #1 in the box office or because Cojo added them to the worst dress list. I mean come on, really?!?! I made the decision to vote on my own. So on Nov. 4th I drove over to a that one church with the word South and Church in the same name, walked through the doors, greeted several helpers that were overly excited and some not so much. Signed by my name, took the card, and voted!! Yeah, I felt pretty good about my vote. It was the right thing to vote. So after that whole process, I proceeded downtown to meet up with my girlfriends for dinner. While sitting at dinner, my dear friend says, “Hey, I think someone’s phone is ringing.” We all looked around and it ended up being mine. I decided that instead of seeing who it was that I would just go ahead and check my voice mail. Little did I know, I was about to listen to a message from one angry Asian….MY MOTHER. I love my mom. More than anyone in this world. She is one of the greatest human beings I know. Why was she so mad you ask? Well, the previous night while I was brushing my teeth. My mom asked me if I was going to go and vote. I said, “Yeah ma, if I have time. I have to be downtown at 5:30 so depending on when I leave work, I will vote for sure.” She acted a little weird and was kind of upset, but I wiped my mouth and went to bed. Basically, the only way I can explain how furious she was, would be to give you the entire message, word for word. Literally. Imagine sort of an intense, upset Filipino accent if you will…“Kimberly Jane this is mom, where are you? You need to get over here and vote. I just voted and your name is empty. Kimberly this is the most important election. People always say that their vote doesn’t count but it does. Please they are open till 8 o’clock. Your sister is on her way here right now and you should be too. You need to come and vote. Call me right now. Sweetheart this is so very important for you to get over here and cast your vote. I love you baby.” Wow mom! I love the passion. The intensity in my moms voice sent chills down my half Asian spine. I had no idea that I was so bugged with listening to people in the media I don’t care for at all, that I didn’t realize how strongly my mom felt about this matter. I immediately got nervous and thought WTF in my head. I had to replay it. Okay so after hearing this again, and replaying it on my speaker phone for my friends and a few old people at the Lion House to hear, I called her back. I told her that I voted and that she didn’t see my name because she probably went to the other booth. Oh but she didn’t believe me. She was getting so mad and was like, “why are you lying about this? This isn’t funny Kimberly Jane, you need to come and vote.” I kept telling her that I did. “ I promise mom I voted.“ Why would she not believe me. I mean, granted everything that comes out of my mouth is dripping with sarcasm. But Judas Priest, I have some sort of an honest quality in me. I was not lying at all. I guess it didn’t help that me and my friends couldn’t stop laughing. Momma was gett’n heated. Oh I’m sorry MOM that this happens to be the absolute greatest conversation ever. We couldn’t help but to laugh. A few more things were said and then the phone call ended. It has been a few days and I swear on my life she still doesn’t believe me. What do I have to do? Hey Mom.......