You can’t make old friends
I forget which of my boys said I’d be an excellent mother. Probably because I started singing “You Oughta Know” and promptly forgot about it.
In any event, I took the kids to the Veterans Day parade and out for Taco Tuesday. And I didn’t drink. Which I do think makes me deserve some sort of “Mother of the Year” award.
At lunch, my two favoritest people in the industry (both from different states, and both who employed me at different times in my illustrious career) ran up to greet me. The kids are like, is there anyone you DON’T know in this business?
That made me happy. As will the drinks on my calendar for later with my cherished friends …