Thursday, August 11, 2011
2011 - 1956 = I hate math
Me: "Hi Mom, Marge wants me to spend the night."
Mom: "Do you want to?"
Me: "I don't have my toothbrush."
Mom: "No, you can't stay over. Tell her I said you can't."
An absent toothbrush wasn't the reason she said no. She could tell I wasn't feelin the whole sleepover thing. I swear, moms can read your mind. Even now, when I don't want to do something she lets me blame it on her. I don't use this excuse anymore, but it's nice to know I always have it.
This was back when dvds had first started coming out and we didn't even own a dvd player. Mom decided to give us a special movie night. We rented a dvd player and several movies from the best video store ever, El Video.
We moved a table into the living room and enjoyed our homemade ham and pilaf while watching The Mask of Zorro. I remember feeling so special that night. One of the best movie nights ever.
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