Mom wears pantyhose to the Safeway. This may not mean a lot to you, as many mothers may don expensive socks that invariably rip while they maneuver 30-pound jagged-edged metal vehicles around a grocery store, but it’s telling. I have never seen my mother in jeans, not once – not ever – in [...]
Category Archives: parentals
Photo Opportunities
01.30.07 –
With Dad’s health completely inconsistent and the Spin Doctors being played on DC’s classic rock station, I’ve been thinking a lot about just how old I am. Yesterday, my mother actually asked me whether I wanted to be cremated or buried after death. I don’t think she anticipated the twenty-minute reply I gave her, detailing [...]
Mom: 1; Kris: 1
11.29.06 –
I’m nearing the end of The Year That Was Discovering All Things About Yourself and Every Other Damn Person Ever in the Whole of Existence (TAFKAP), and I couldn’t be more relieved. I am really tired of this process [insert fooling self into thinking journey ends with calendar year here].
Latest development? The Mom.
For those of [...]