How My Mom Gets Things Done

Mom:  Is there any lumpia (an egg roll) left?
Me:  Yeah, a couple.
SILENCE.  Mom doesn't move off the couch.
15 minutes later I suck it up and bring her some lumpia. 
Mom:  Oh, thank you!

Mom:  Do you want to help me clean up the kitchen or is it too small for two people?
Me:  No, I can help.
Mom:  I just don't like feeling useless.
I stop playing my computer game as she sits down on the couch and flips through all the movies on Hulu+.  I realize that really she meant for me to get up and clean the kitchen.  I write a blog post. 

And now I'm going to go clean up the kitchen.