Mothers And Neuroses

[fingersmith]

Yesterday was Mother's Day. I hate Mother's Day. It's just a big excuse for mothers to lay on the guilt and make you desperate to atone for every little thing you've ever done. All day long it was just...

~See these white hairs? You gave them to me. Sixth grade on.
~See this cellulite? Your sister was a fat baby. Ten months I carried her.

Comments

Pseudo-Psympathy

[anonymous]

Ah, Emily, dear Emily...you are every such a prolific wench when it comes to this thing! I just wanted to commiserate with you here for a few moments with regard to your family-induced stress. I know that I have not had to endure the kink and clamour of the relatives as you have, but guess who is coming up from down there tomorrow (or so my sources tell me)? Since I am sure you have already heard, there is no need to repeat it. But hey, at least not all of your relatives are that irritating...I mean, you and I share genetic material...but, then again, that may not be something to be too thrilled about...considering... ;-)

~Andrew
Master of Cousin-Lovin'