I love my mother.
(Hi, mom! (she's one of quite few who's got my blog address))
This subject is one of many words, anecdotes, cheeky grins and plenty of pride. And should there ever be a need for a longer piece, I can contribute from any number of angles. The Mom, the Wife, the Friend, the Boss, the Daughter, and the superb vanillasaucedependent Woman.
So it can be an ongoing piece, really.
This morning, the newspaper reported that Aqua-Lene (you know, the singer of the pop-band Aqua) had had her child: "It was a Barbie-girl".
You remember the song?
I'm a barbie girl
in a barbie world
I'm fantastic
made of plastic
You can brush my hair
caress me everywhere....
As I recall, some people were quite upset over the lyrics, said they were a backlash for women's lib and whatnot.
Not my mom. She came laughing home having heard the song on the car radio.
"such irony" she said.
That's my mom.
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