Two Weeks Ago:
Mom: “You know, honey, you should probably find some other interests. It’s not healthy sitting at the computer all the time.”
Me: “I don’t sit at the computer all the time.”
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Yesterday:
Mom: “Has it really been since Saturday that you’ve blogged?”
Me: “I’ve been busy, Ma.”
Probably the reason nobody’s responded, Melissa, is that we hold that truth to be self-evident. On the other hand, send the chinsiest (is that rascist?) card, and it makes her day. Go figure.
Thanks Dan, for your kind words. Boring post. I know.
You know, sometime you hit it out of the park (I have yet to do so). Sometimes you hit a nice solid base hit. Sometimes you bunt and barely make first. Sometimes you hit a foul ball that gets lots of attention. If you really want to get cheers and jeers, though, collide in center field and drop the ball.
Moms are always an interesting subject, in and of themselves. I think about it a lot, because mine is slowly losing her memory, and with it her mind. When we’re losing someone that way, into the distance we have to tell them as often as we can that we that we love them, louder and louder as the distance grows, until we’re shouting.
Ah, dear old ma…
Like Nishi?
OHNOES,
I didn’t want to name names. But if the shoe fits….