novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- supermarket matriarch why i love my mother: reason #506 we walked home together from a neighborly soiree and she guided me past the blind corners in the road with a bounce in her step. at said neighborly party i ran into one of my good friends from third grade. who i haven't seen since about then. my mother still corners his mother at supermarket checkout stands to discuss how we married our poodles to each other, his was named snoopy and mine skippy. and i was the only girl at his birthday party. tonight i noted how he's recovered significantly from the overwhelming bouts of asthma that i remembered him having. why i love my mother: reason #528 mom and i were waiting in line at checkstand five. i scanned the magazine headlines as i am apt to do. her eyes followed mine to a picture of lindsay lohan on the cover of some gossip magazine. you know, one of the gossip magazines that tries really hard to be us weekly. one of them. she squinted at the picture a moment and then blurted, "is that micheal jackson?" 11:33 pm - 12.23.04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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