Ah, Mother's Day, a day where we honor all of the women who went through hours and hours and hours of painful labor to make smart-alecky, non-cleaning-their-room, asking-for-50-dollars-y kids.

How exciting. Do you ever notice that everyone who was born has at least one day that they can do ALMOST whatever they want? Birthdays, father's days, mother's days. And even if you were just spawned and don't have a birthday, you have vacations, and stuff.

So what are we all complaining about? Do you ever notice that if its someone's birthday and they really want to do something and you STRONGLY oppose it, and tell them that, everybody in where ever you are gives you a serious evil eye?

Oh my god, if you do that on Mother's day to your mom, your SOOO dead. Well, those are some of my ruminations on this Mother's day, as i sit at the table in some beach themed resturant thats too crowded.

For a woman that gave me life. Can i complain?

I guess I cannot.

Your chipmunk,

~Geraldine.