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Friday, November 27, 2009

Holiday Note: Too Hot To Trot


Dear John,

Your grandmother just called me at the last minute and said she cannot make it over to the house for Thanksgiving today. Apparently she ate a bad burger from Meals on Wheels and has a terrible case of the trots. I don't know why she continues to do this to herself - every time I go over there she has diarrhea!

I went to the store to get milk for coffee after dinner and will be back shortly. Can you please set the table for 6 now since my parents won't be joining us? I'm really upset but this is how it goes . . . they are getting old.

I'm so glad you're home to spend this day with us.

Love,
Mom





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I am 31 years old and grew up on Long Island. I attended a very strict Catholic High School, but not by choice. I didn't get along too well with my Mom when I was younger, but I always loved her very much. This blog is respectfully dedicated to one of the most unique, eccentric women I have ever known. And did I mention talented? My Mom could write a note on ANYTHING: Post-Its, notepads, even paper towels! Thanks for reading!