Monday, September 10, 2007

mothers...

Mothers can drive you crazy.
At least mine does.
Mothers will try to run your life and pick your clothes and remind you to write thank you notes when you've already sent them. Mothers will stick their nose in your business and explain the myriad of ways you're screwing up. Mothers will never know how to operate technology and mis-pronounce celebrity names.
But sometimes, like when you get a raise or make a change or tearfully call at the break of dawn because you've run out of toilet paper and it seems like the end of the world, mothers stop blow-drying their hair, pateintly listen, find a way to understand and then a wait a few hours before sending you incredibly fancy floral arrangements.
At least mine does...

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Bethy! I love you! I'll come over every day if you want me to!

Becky said...

Awwww...