Hello, readers. It's Jean, again. So much has happened since my last column. Where do I begin?
I have moved into my wonderful office at Duck Logic Headquarters and I can't tell you how much these boys have made me feel welcome and at home here. They even put my name on my office door. I sure hope that's not permanent marker. They spelled my first name with a G and my last name with a swastika. Remember, everyone's entitled to one mistake, as long as they don't become a habit. Like the one my son's wife developed when she was pregnant with their oldest. But this is a column about smiles and kind words and I promise you that is what you will get every week as long as I write on your internets and blogs. Oh, and I also learned that I am still a "special Valentine" to my husband Pete. See how a quick stop at Walgreen's can make all the difference in a day.
Well, it's time to think about the world from a mother's point of view.
You're probably wondering how my family is doing and I have some news on that front.
My son has changed the locks on his doors and informed me not to attend any more school activities for his youngest daughter, Casey. I think you know who needs to turn their frown upside down and let his mother have a little more leeway when it comes to persuading the school volleyball coach to keep their face out of my favorite tavern and let my grand daughter play more than that future bag of fat known as Christine Zalborelli. If you want to know what a young girl will look like when they're older just look at the mother and the grandmother. Lovely ladies to talk to after church, but if they don't tweeze you swear you're talking to a pair of linebackers.
That's a bit of what has been going on in my life. I sure would love to hear from all you mothers about what is going on in your lives.
Until next time, love with an open heart, learn with an open mind, and talk with an open mouth.
I have moved into my wonderful office at Duck Logic Headquarters and I can't tell you how much these boys have made me feel welcome and at home here. They even put my name on my office door. I sure hope that's not permanent marker. They spelled my first name with a G and my last name with a swastika. Remember, everyone's entitled to one mistake, as long as they don't become a habit. Like the one my son's wife developed when she was pregnant with their oldest. But this is a column about smiles and kind words and I promise you that is what you will get every week as long as I write on your internets and blogs. Oh, and I also learned that I am still a "special Valentine" to my husband Pete. See how a quick stop at Walgreen's can make all the difference in a day.
Well, it's time to think about the world from a mother's point of view.
You're probably wondering how my family is doing and I have some news on that front.
My son has changed the locks on his doors and informed me not to attend any more school activities for his youngest daughter, Casey. I think you know who needs to turn their frown upside down and let his mother have a little more leeway when it comes to persuading the school volleyball coach to keep their face out of my favorite tavern and let my grand daughter play more than that future bag of fat known as Christine Zalborelli. If you want to know what a young girl will look like when they're older just look at the mother and the grandmother. Lovely ladies to talk to after church, but if they don't tweeze you swear you're talking to a pair of linebackers.
That's a bit of what has been going on in my life. I sure would love to hear from all you mothers about what is going on in your lives.
Until next time, love with an open heart, learn with an open mind, and talk with an open mouth.
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