I was just on the phone with my mother. Given that my father will probably do nothing but sit in front of the TV the whole time, I'm trying to sort some things to do with my mother while they're here for a visit over Thanksgiving. Actual snippet of the conversation:

Me: Is there anything you would like to do? Go shopping maybe? There's a large Christmas bazaar happening that weekend.

Mom: Why can't I do what I want?! When you come here you do whatever you want. Why can't I?

Me: Okay. What do you want to do then?

Mom: I don't know.

Sigh. Give me strength.