I took her shopping yesterday, she got so skinny she has nothing to wear. She said she was just going to buy the clothes and if they didn't fit, return them. But then she insisted on going in the dressing room and trying on. So I let her, while I walked around the store. I was not going to go into the dressing room with her and dress her, like I know she wanted me to do.

She comes out 15 minutes later, empty handed and mad as hell. She says "How could you let me go in there alone? I got stuck in the shirt and couldn't get it off. I was screaming for help." Nobody helped her.

The thought of her like that is funny to me. She's stubborn and impossible, and I am not going to kiss her A like that.

If she was just an easy-going, nice old lady, I'm sure I'd be more doting.