Happy Mother's Day, Marcia.
Happy Mother's Day, Judy.
Judy was in bed with pneumonia when Deb tried to call her this morning. I'm guessing this isn't the best Mother's Day ever for her. I hope she's feeling better soon.
I got a hold of Marcia.
I wonder if she realizes how much I've learned about what it means to be a parent now that I am one. I wonder if she knows how grateful I am. I wonder if she knows that I understand why she still buys me shoes. I bet she knows that when I'm her age I'll be sending Allie and Julia shoes (or something like them).
By the way, turns out I am hip enough to Twitter.
I have a link now over there; to the left.
See it?
Can't see it? Click here. [sigh]
6 comments:
That's funny!
I was going to mention the whole "mom sends him shoes" thing when we were teasing you about being spoiled (due to the new car, Wii, TV etc...), but I didn't think anyone would understand the reference.
Who cares if anyone gets it. I would have laughed my ass off.
Donna, did I mention I bought a couple of new jackets the other day?
OMG!!! You read my mind—I was going to make a jacket comment too!!
Greg haas more shoes than his Mother.
More bras, too.
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