Saturday, January 29, 2011

Oh Geez, I feel like an ass

Okay, so the poem to my father was a "Good Son" thing, right?

Here is part where I really screwed up ... I just forgot my mom's birthday a couple of days ago, and now my dad gets his poem first. Yikes!

Any suggestions? Make sure they are anatomically possible, please. You can't pull your head out of someplace you never could have gotten it in the first place (was that oblique enough to not be vulgar?).

I love my mom dearly. Now, I have to prove it.

1 comment:

  1. How about a pretty lined journal and ask her to put all her amazing recipies and secrets in it so the traditions are safe, and can be passed on to your kids someday.