I called my folks because it's been over a week and they both asked when I was coming home (answer? when I have time and can coordinate truck returning with Steve).
Anyhoo, I got off the phone and realised that I don't really remember everything that my mom told me (ok, pretty much all of it) because while I was talking to her I was also accepting her invitation to be her friend on Facebook (oh hurrah, my mom's on FB....), and editing my privacy settings for her. It seemed like the perfect opportunity because she obviously wasn't on the computer (they have dial up).
Worst. daughter. ever.