Sometimes I’m Just all Glad Inside

Sometimes I’m glad that my sister and good friend are willing to drive for eleventy billion hours to come visit me this whole week.

Sometimes I’m glad to have grownup ladies with me everywhere I go for a few days. It allows me some wiggle room on the whole “mature responsible mom” thing. These grownups sometimes wash my dishes, feed my kids and play games with me. I’d like to hire a grownup to live here full time and take care of us all. Grownup ladies are definitely worth having around.

Sometimes I’m glad that I don’t always have 6 kids under 5 living in my house. I can handle it for a week but SHEESH if I had a couple of sets of triplets I’d be a goner.

Sometimes I’m glad that in our culture, we can use “quotes” to make any statement “true”. Take these pitas for example.


Sometimes I’m glad that the kids go to the zoo just to ride on plastic horses who’ve been shish-kabobbed and bedazzled but then see real horses from the car window on the way home.


Mostly I’m glad that although Magoo’s nocturnal eyesight* is freakishly good, he doesn’t know enough about the miracle of life to ask questions. Strange things are happening in Seattle between an armadillo and a small white monkey. What will that baby look like, I wonder?

*It really is amazingly good. I think he could see the animals better in the dark than the light of day. Don’t worry. I frequently cook with garlic, carry a can of Coors with me at all times, and all of my stakes are made of wood.

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