Monday, June 23, 2008

Vox Populi-A Dispatch From A Harried Tee Ball Mom

The phone buzzed about 6:30 last night. It was Uber-Mom Stef.

Me: I thought I told you not to call me at this number.

Stef: Very funny. What are you doing?

Me: I'm heading to the grocery store.

Stef: Why don't I send you a list?

Me: Text it over to me and I'll take care of it.


Me: Hello?

Stef: Don't play with my heart like that.


Polycarp said...

The "My Sunday Feeling" you published at strangepup last Sunday was great. One of your best.

tmfw said...

Thanks. That means a lot coming from you.

I don't mind him plagerizing. I DO mind him misspelling a word in the title while doing so. I guess he was in a hurry to get to the navel-gazing.

Polycarp said...

And by the way, women are no longer impressed by grocery shopping once you move in with them.

tmfw said...

This is true. It is called being taken for granted and can extend to such activities that used to impress 'em such as emergency babysitting, paying for everything and practicing law for free.