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Sunday, May 14, 2006

Happy Mummy Day

This past week has been frazzled for me, family-wise.

Perhaps, that's your case too, or even, that's the normal state-of-affairs, chez toi.

Well, such is the magic of semi-official celebrations like Mother's Day, which allows those of us in these dire mummy straits, to take the opportunity to make it up to her -- courtesy of today.

So call up your mum.

Tell her you love her, or at least, that you don't loathe her. Even though she never did get you that Stretch Armstrong or Holly Hobby oven for Christmas.

My mum gave me everything, and I do mean everything, and still such ruptures occur -- that's not dysfunction; that's just normal.

My friends, you have many of much. But you'll only have one true mother.

Go call her. Go visit her. Go send her a e-card from Hallmark.

But don't let this freebie day pass by, without a word to the lady who so kindly allowed her womb to be invaded by you for a while.

Champers breakfast at the Biltmore Hotel, anyone?


  • If you're asking, I'm going.

    Note to Victoria's Mom: You've outdone yourself with this one. I don't know how you could be more proud.

    By Blogger Paul, at Sun May 14, 02:04:00 pm GMT-4  

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