Okay, so it's been a lame week for posting here at Wannabe. Sue me. In lieu of my usual oh-so-meaningful and well-crafted bullshit, however, I offer this:
I know some of ya'll can relate.
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Thursday, December 14, 2006
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You betcha.
Fuckin A.
And failing that, you can bet your ass it's your sister.
Relate? Relate?
No, not me.
Crafts dissing mothers. That's a trend I can get behind.
You're not MY mother, Bith... something for which we can both be grateful.
Wendy and I make sure to take time out from whining about our mothers to remind ourselves how much we love them.
But that pillow. Well. It would fit right in around here. :)
I'm totally laughing because it's soooo true. Let me preface this by saying I absolutely ADORE Fran's mom. BUT, she invited a bunch of the NJ relatives to our house for a day after Christmas get together, without checking with us first! OMG! That's two big family days in a row, with the 26th now being larger than the 25th! I can't blog it b/c I never know if she's reading there or not!
SASSY!
That is HORRIBLE.
shish.
My mother has passed.
But believe me, there are countless residuals.
"If it's not one thing, it's your mother"
...or your fucking lunatic, leathery, bat-winged, harpy of a mother-in-law.
I'm sorry... was a vocalizing?
Hey, where was that pillow when I visited? I only ask because it has a nice shape for leg proppin'. Did you just needlepoint it? Can "needlepoint" be properly used as a verb? Hold on, let me check… Why, no, no, it can't. But you knew that, didn't you? Because little miss fancy pants got a perfect score on her language arts test.
That is the story of the past seven months, differently than the usual.
To add: I told my Mother about the pillow, and she laughed, too. Which is good: she worries about how much our lives get disrupted by her these days. Since she laughed, she's not worried (too much!).
Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah
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