Mission IM Possible

Monday night Simmy had been antsy and she had asked construction son if Mission Impossible was a adrenaline rush because she was in the mood for a good action flick. He had assured her that it was energetic so the three of them had gone to see it.
It was now Tuesday morning and the landline phone rang early-ish. Simmy darted out of bed but all that energy was wasted as she heard Sam pick up the phone and say 'Hello!'
Simmy shuffled back to bed and snuggled under the covers happily... but only for a minute before Sam appeared in the doorway of the bedroom holding the phone and saying, "It's your Mom!"
Simmy had a bit of a cough, so her voice sounded gravelly when she said, 'Hello?'
"Are you coming?" Sun Ray demanded. "We need to buy some stuff."
Simmy knew it wasn't their weekend to serve the old folks but she would have to deal with that after she got off the phone.
"We can't come out today so do you want us to come tomorrow or Thursday?"
Now that Sun Ray knew she would get her taxi service, her tone of voice softened and she said, "Tomorrow."
Okay, it was still a little firm.
As Simmy hung up the phone she thought to herself, 'Mission Impossible, indeed.'
Sorry Cruise, you've got nothing on my Mama.