I'm normally pretty good about keeping in touch with my parents, especially now that I don't have laundry in my apartment. (Ha! What is this, college?) But every once in awhile, I'll get a little busy and will forget to call my mom or pop over for a visit. If a week goes by without my mom hearing from me, she starts to get worried. That's when I get the phone call. You know the one.
"Hi Sarah, it's mom. Just calling to make sure you're still alive!"
It's one of those things that makes me roll my eyes at her because GEEZ MOM, I'M AN ADULT. But at the same time, it's nice to know that she's still mom-ing me. It still doesn't stop me from returning her phone calls with, "Hey mom. Just calling to tell you I'm still alive."
That reminds me... I should probably do laundry this weekend.