October 23, 2005


The wee wifey and I shared many a complaint about our respective mothers in law, but neither of them could hold a candle to Deb's. Jay has a list of criticisms of his own mother that we can't touch, except possibly on the bad housekeeping. It took us half an hour to move enough trash to be able to transport the wee wifey's mother to the ambulance after her stroke, but at least she had never presumed to nitpick the conditions in which we lived.

This is one of the great things about the blogosphere. It provides perspective.

Posted by triticale at October 23, 2005 11:35 PM | TrackBack
Post a comment

Remember personal info?