Oh my mother. Such a hoot.She has always been my best friend. The first person I told
about my school girl crushes and my awful first kiss. The person I
ran to with my messes And the person I needed when I couldn't handle
life anymore and I didn't know what direction to point my compass.
She'd listened as I cried and somehow she'd always make me laugh.
She's an awesome listener.
My mom is wise. She taught me some pretty essential things:
~Cops don't mind too much if you go 5 miles over the speed limit
~Sing "Happy Birthday" as bad as you can, it makes the best memories
~"Stop picking" (the zits of course)
~A package of yeast is about 2.5 tsp
~ There is an art to dressing down around the house
~Putting on a pair of earrings completes an outfit
~Use the nice dishes on Sunday and Holidays
~There will always be someone who loves you
Just warning you, this one is a little crude:
~ A virgin is someone who hasn't kissed
(Remember when I asked you what the word meant after hearing it
on the bus. You told me that's what it was. I told people for a long
time they were wrong, Ma.)
My mom is just the right mix of a classy lady with a sense of humor.
My mom is a babe. She is a little bit crazy and a whole lot of fun.
She is my biggest example. And I love her a whole lot.
Happy Birthday Ma!
