Success ... My Card Made Mom Cry.

 How did you find the energy, Mom

To do all the things you did,

To be teacher, nurse and counselor

To me, when I was a kid.

How did you do it all, Mom,

Be a chauffeur, cook and friend,

Yet find time to be a playmate,

I just can’t comprehend.

I see now it was love, Mom

That made you come whenever I'd call,

Your inexhaustible love, Mom

And I thank you for it all.

Happy Mother’s Day!

I got  a Mother's Day card from my mom yesterday and she called to let me know the one I made for her arrived today. Usually we exchange funny cards and mine often have chimpanzees on them — a not so subtle reminder that I apparently was hairy and looked like a monkey at birth.
(I'm rolling my eyes right now.)

This afternoon, the phone rang and a voice stated that I'm mean. Since both of the Punks were at the table, I was confused. Once I realized it was my mom, I tried to remember what I'd posted recently about the Punks that would portray me in a mean light. I couldn't really think of anything.

Then she told me she got my card. Heh-heh-heh. Made her cry, which was only fair since her card did the same thing to me. (Now I'm smiling my evil grin.)