I'm sorry, I almost forgot the best shock of all:
-Picture it: Waiting for the Boo To You Parade (Sophia Petrillo moment). Mom's getting a hot dog (no witnesses!). Suddenly, a strange site comes down Main Street (heading towards the exit). Gosh, I wish I had a picture:
Leading the pack was "Mom," driving a rented
ECV (is that what they're called?). Now, for the record, I'm a big girl, so please don't be offended by this, but it's necessary for the mental image. Mom is a big gal, too.
Holding on to the back of Mom's ECV in her rented wheelchair, is "Daughter 1," who is also, quite a big girl.
Holding on to the back of Daughter 1's wheelchair (I guess Mom didn't want to spring for 3
ECVs) was "Daughter 2," in her rented wheelchair, who, yes, was also a big girl.
Despite the fact my mom was gone, I just had to murmur, "Look, it's the lazy train!" Note, it was a murmur. I'm not in the habit of heckling people. It just had to be said. The foreign man next to me didn't understand, so there was no satisfaction other than my own.
You're welcome