Day 2, and Gee Thanks, Ma!

You know, the loving, supportive, caring, nurturing and wonderful persona of motherhood that in Norman Rockwell paintings and every story told around Christmas? Yeah, they forget to mention the fun, irrepressible, sarcastic, and witty parts. I know that everyone could use a dose of my mother, I just don’t know if they’d survive the experience. In case you’re wondering, look on this site in the comments for bits by Lori Hamm – that’d be she, the mother of the beast, as it were.

I’m actually quite amused by her – the commentary on the site is much better for having her here, so truly, THANKS MOM!

In other news, day 2 went well, I got my work out in, I did my job, day is long, man I’m tired, and well, bedtime may come early to me. Such is life. However, there is also the possibility that someone likes me. No, like, ‘likes me!’ likes me. For real.

(Ok, I’ll admit, I had to write it out that way because when I told The Cheerleader about it, that’s how I said it. Like I’d just been transported to a Debbie Gibson video shoot in 1986 and dyed half my hair pink. Ugh, I’m such a girl sometimes!)

1 comment

  1. You’re welcome. I think. More or less. Details, anyone?!!??

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