Friday, December 28, 2012

A Holiday Memory

A Holiday Memory, aka Mom-Comment #7. This one goes out to all the moms and daughters, and all the relationships both sweet and twisted, sincere and sarcastic.

In the family room, 8pm, Mom is holding a cup of water. I am holding a holiday beverage. Not my first.

Mom: Are you trying to kill this ficus tree?
Me: Nah, I told it that you would be here soon, to save it. 
Tree Jesus.

You're welcome.

1 comment:

Put it right here, babe!