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Monday, March 01, 2010



Oh, I can so relate. I am 60 years old and visited my 89 year old mom last summer. I was back to being 12 years old. It was so bad that I paid $150 to change my plane ticket and come home earlier. Obviously, your mom does not knit.


Ahahaha, there's only one person who can consistently and without fail, make me lose it and that person is my mother. I try...oh I try so hard...to step away from what she says and imagine any other person on earth saying it and try to figure out how I would respond and no matter how hard I try I still want to stomp my feet, roll my eyes and storm off in a huff.

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