The good son
Sigh. Mom has designated Memorial Day weekend her birthday celebration. So it's either be the good son or the ingrate devil spawn of a child. Or something like that.
I'm still going to Vegas. I'll get there on Wednesday and have time to explore. Run the conference Thursday and Friday and fly out late on Friday night. All in time to join the masses worshiping at my mother's feet.
OK, it's not quite that bad. But I would feel pretty lousy if my mom didn't enjoy her birthday as much as she deserves. She'll have all her children and grand children and some of her siblings with her to celebrate her 60th birthday.
I'm still going to Vegas. I'll get there on Wednesday and have time to explore. Run the conference Thursday and Friday and fly out late on Friday night. All in time to join the masses worshiping at my mother's feet.
OK, it's not quite that bad. But I would feel pretty lousy if my mom didn't enjoy her birthday as much as she deserves. She'll have all her children and grand children and some of her siblings with her to celebrate her 60th birthday.
posted by BG at 10:19
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