Well, I think I gave mom a clue. She served me turkey marinated morsels for breakfast. These are small little bits. I ate..and mom was preparing (you already know what's coming don't you?) her breakfast and had just poured her coffee when she heard the old familiar sound. My horking up the breakfast I had just gotten down. SO..her coffee cooled while she got out the oxi spray and the whole roll of paper towels to get it up. She always gives me breakfast first before herself and if I'm gonna bomit I never fail to nail the carpet just as the coffee is poured. She likes it boiling hot so she has to take tiny sips. Not just hot or pretty hot the way it gets after she has cleaned up the three piles I made this morning. She knows what a microwave oven is she mentioned rather tartly to my inquiry but she doesn't wish to 're-hot' her morning coffee that way. Her problem...not mine *I* say.
So..she got a clue and won't buy that any more. I'll bomit anyway no matter what it is about once a week or so but that marinated morsel food gets me every time. I saw the light come on over mom's head!