She's trying

Mom: It's the Clinton years. It's the democrats.
A.: Mom, can I please just read the paper? I'll be off the computer in a minute.
Mom: I don't need the computer.
A.: Neither will I, once I just read this.

I will give her credit: after my asking a few times, she actually made an effort not to talk to me while I was doing yoga. And she hasn't picked any fights yet. She's actually being nice.

She even said, "you know-- it's not so much that you've gotten fat... but you have a more athletic shape. You were more thin and delicate before."

I don't remember EVER being thin and delicate, but if it means she'll stop talking about my weight/shape, it works for me.