"Don't start playing poker any time soon", my boy tells me.
He's right.
Others of my children are not so kind. Well, kind yes, but not as intersted in giving advice. They do things like sending me links to websites I would enjoy.
Like this one: http://postcardsfromyomomma.com/ It has given me a new reason to get out of bed in the morning - try to get an email posted on this site.
I conjure up some pretty extreme emails to my children anyway, but given this new motivation, I'm sending some deuces, but can't take credit for this one....
nasal irrigator
In other news, your father asked me this morning if he could borrow my
nasal irrigator. I got very excited, thinking he was being pro-active in
fighting the cold that’s got him sniffling non-stop already. Turns out he just
wanted to use the irrigator to inject jelly into the croissants he was baking. I
could write a fucking book.I’ve got to buckle down now and read this new
script.
XXOO
MA
