So by now - you all know I had a crappy week. But the week has ended and I have to move on.
And while I thank all of you who wished me a happy day on Thursday, I got one special email that made me a little emotional. Normally, I'm not swayed much by stuff like this - but I'm chalking it up to my crappy week. ...and it just hit me in a certain way.
Happy Birthday dear Blobby. Happy Birthday! I love you so much!!!! M.
The M is my mom. ...and no, she didn't really call me 'Blobby'. She put my real name in the email.
So I did call her - as I always do on my birthday. The reality is, I did nothing on this day. She did all the work. I just kind of showed up. It is really mothers that should be celebrated on these days - not their snot-nosed kids.
But I called and told her I liked her email. She wasn't buying any of it, but I plead my case - and I told her about Fred. I didn't say I was probably feeling emotionally vulnerable, but maybe she figured that out.
Mind you - all that good will got flushed straight down the toilet when I got home and she had dropped off a card that (and I'm paraphrasing) told me what a pain in the ass I am.
...and just for the icing on the cake, she put my father's initials on the envelope. Now my father and I have similar initials, and sure, she's known him longer, but still...........
Now she's claiming to have done it on purpose, and I ain't buying it. In reality she knows I hold power of attorney and will throw her in a home given half the chance for being senile.
Song by: George Michael
I've been speculating about the origin of "Blobby". Was it some kind of childhood taunt over which you have now taken ownership? Or maybe the result of a speech impediment? (Forgive me if you've written about this at some point in the last 1500 posts, but I am not going to search through them.)
By the way... Happy Belated Birthday, sir!!!
It's because he tips the scales at 450. All this gym talk is to throw us off the track.
It's not true. I don't weigh 450.
It's only 186. More if I'm wearing my Mr. T Starter Jewelry kit.
I gotsta have the bling!
Happy belated birthday!
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