...and other warm, fuzzy affirmations and observations from my (Jewish) mother.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Old-fashioned
There is something wrong here. Call me old-fashioned, but when you buy something expensive, there should be some kind of guarantee that it will work for a while. Right?
As my mom's obsession with my allegedly expanding waistline had replaced her obsession with my (not) seeking employment at Google, so must I: the blog has a new, updated title.
My relationship with my parents, while loving, is fraught, but most importantly, funny (or so I've been told).
0 comments:
Post a Comment