Ring, ring. “Oh, hi Mom! How are you?” “I’m fine, at work right now. How you doing.” “Good, I – ” “Are you going anywhere spring break?” “No, mom, I know we talked about me visiting you in Houston but I have a lot of work to do over break.” “Don’t go to Mexico! It [...]
1) My mother called me on my way to the airport, right before my flight to Houston. She just wanted to remind me to bring my cell phone. 2) My sister is thinking of buying a house and expanding her family, both actions heartily approved by my mother. Her sage advice: “buy a house with [...]
My mother is moved in, and we are safe: I have not driven us off a cliff. It was very touch and go for a bit, as the clouds over Pennsylvania prodigiously dumped on us as I drove through the twisty roads. I am from the Midwest, you see, and am not used to things [...]
In less than a week, I will hit the open road with my lovably crazy mother, swerving around semis and sailing through speed-traps, in an attempt to disembark in Harrisburg, PA as fast as my mom’s little Toyota can go. The fact is, I get on better with my mom than, say, Tori Spelling does [...]
