Yeah, I know, yesterday's post would have been more apropos for today (see Mothers, Jewish). But I'm writing these in advance since I'm in Canada this weekend and I don't think moose have learned how to use the Internet yet. So I'll be celebrating Mother's Day at the Hockey Hall of Fame. Or at this place, which is basically my idea of heaven. If my mother read this, I'd say "sorry I'm not going to be there to celebrate." But she doesn't. And in balance, all things considered, that's probably a good thing.
So go ahead everyone, enjoy celebrating a holiday that Hallmark invented to sell more greeting cards... Okay, turns out that's not actually true. That's another one of those things I've been saying for years that I probably got from The Simpsons.
Happy Mother's Day everyone. Go thank your mother for (in no particular order):
a. not aborting you
b. going through the pain of birthing you
c. putting up with your shit
No comments:
Post a Comment