Hello From California To Kansas Blog Readers!
I’m Briana(Y'all just call her Bri. Or Mom. She responds to both), Mallory’s Mom, and I get the extreme pleasure of writing today’s blog.
Mal, (as we often call her), sent me a text the other morning, asking if I was game to take up her blog gauntlet, and I got a big grin on my face. It’s not everyday you get a bunch of new readers checking out your stuff, you know.
As for me, I’m brutally honest, I don’t sugar-coat things, I have a wicked tongue and a slang vocabulary that has shocked many hard-core bikers.
There’s also the creampuff side of me that regularly performs random acts of kindness for complete strangers, I want to help/save any stray critter that crosses my path, and I “well-up” with tears and engage into a full blown crying jag at most everything!
Mallory said I had to pick a song for the day, and do her Dear_____Letters.
My first dilemma was to pick some get-you-movin-kinda-music. So I went and listened to Mal’s choice of #backthatazzup. My first thought… damn, I am so old and out of the loop!! I couldn't even understand what the man was saying, but I know it was explicit, because iTunes said it was!
So I went to my good, old school, musical roots, and rummaged through my Ipod and came up with a classic by Stevie Wonder, “ Don’t You Worry ‘Bout A Thing”. Always get me bopping when I need a little bopping time under my belt!
Now for the letters;
Dear Mother Nature,
You are really a pain in the ass this year for most of the countries occupants! You’ve been stingy with your sun and overly generous with your snow! My poor Mallory calls me from Kansas saying one day it’s hot and sunny and the next day she has 3” of snow! Who tortures folks like that???
Personally, I’m sick of your hot air blasting through my yard and your total disregard for all the roses I've worked so hard to grow! If I see one more decapitated rose head in my driveway, that you so callously chopped off, I’m gonna be pissed, and not just a low level pissed, but a steaming, hot turd kinda pissed and you don’t want me to go there! So back off bitch and give my kid in Kansas some sun!
Dear Pontoon Boat,
I owe you an apology for buying you too late last year. We didn't get a chance to bond on the water and I really missed that!
This is our year Pontoon Boat! We’re going to bob along on the lake for hours on end, eat lots of yummy picnic food, read good books, nap as often as possible and watch all the magnificent sunsets. And don’t forget Fourth of July with the fireworks! It’s our year boat! Get ready to party!!!
Dear Passport,
I can’t say how much I've missed you in my life! We haven’t seen each other since 2011, and we need to connect again, soon, for some serious traveling!
I want to go to Europe, the Caribbean, Greece, and finish off the USA. Are you ready to go? I know I am! And I promise you, this year, I’ll try to become a better packer, so I don’t embarrass you at the check in counter with my overweight bags and juggling of too much stuff to take on a plane.
I’m going online right now Passport to see what adventures we can have together! I love you Passport!
Dear Mallory,
I so enjoy reading your blog everyday, as a way to keep us connected, when I’m here and you're there. Your writing is just like listening to you talk and you always say what’s on your mind.
You make me laugh, you make me cry, but most of all, you make me so proud to be your Mom! I've always said that if you made it through life without going to rehab, going to jail, or being on Jerry Springer, I did a good job as your Mom.
But it wasn't just me. It was you too! You've always had a strong sense of yourself, confident and ballsy, with the right amount of chutzpah (Mom, I knew I could count on you to throw a Jewish word in here somewhere ;) to get yourself out of any sticky situation, and with your integrity intact! That’s my girl!
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