She would really like it if I got into the habit of making my bed and stopped swearing so much.
She doesn't like the way I drive. And would it kill me to wear a little lipstick once in a while?
She has tried to impress upon me the power of positive thinking. "If you believe that a 15-year-old is going to be good company, he will be..." and other stuff like that.
This makes me laugh so hard I almost spill my margarita.
But laughing so hard I almost spill my margarita? I get that from her.
Photo: Not your grandma's grandma.
That is awesome. Thank you.
Posted by: Linda | August 11, 2010 at 10:43 AM
MMMM, your mother has a selective memory when it comes to the behavior of 15-year-olds. I believe yours drove her to make an appt with a psychiatrist.
Tell her I said hello!
Posted by: elizabitch | August 11, 2010 at 11:05 AM
Oh do tell. Did we have a few couch sessions did we as a teenager? Somewhat rebellious? Now THAT comes as a complete shock. :)
Posted by: Audubon Ron | August 11, 2010 at 11:41 AM
SK, silence has its price.
Posted by: elizabitch | August 11, 2010 at 08:36 PM
Maybe for Lindsay Lohan.
Posted by: Suburban Kamikaze | August 12, 2010 at 08:46 AM
No comment - MDM
Posted by: m | August 22, 2010 at 08:46 AM