She's a Real Mother

Mutha's got eyes in the back of her head.

Monday, October 29, 2007

Jeez Loiuse! I knitted until my hands cramped. I thought I was having a stroke at one point. And then I cried for a half an hour.

My children will not go to school tomorrow (oh. I'm sorry. Today.) and I will not go to work. We will make our pilrimage to Fenway.

And why?

Because anything is possible.

At 2:23 PM, FirstNations said...: oh lordy, i have no clue what's going on. i know it involves emotional knitting and men in uniform hugging.

carry on.
At 7:23 PM, Mutha said...: oh, sorry...the Red Sox won the world series.
At 12:33 PM, FirstNations said...: further proof of senile dementia:
why is that good? because i've heard a lot about it lately and it obviously plumb fucking eludes me.
*slouches back off to the rock she's been living under*
At 1:31 PM, Mutha said...: It is good to me because:
a) I am a red sox fan, have been since the tender age of 10.
b) Historically the Red Sox lose. I mean LOSE. I mean tragic operatic loss.
c) they won the World Series for the first time in 86 years in 2004. This year's win is sweet in a different way -- because it is not a fluke -- but now a twice in a lifetime event.
d) I feel a lot of affection for where I live and I think of Boston as home. Something satifying about living here when there are champions amongst us.
At 2:35 PM, Nessa said...: I thought about you when I heard the news. Congrats.
At 10:23 PM, Mutha said...: Thanks so much Nessa! always nice to be thought of...