From now on I think the only way I am going to communicate is through tweets. They’re fast, efficient and effective. If you can’t express what you want to say in 140 characters or less, I don’t want to hear it.
My husband and I have already contained all our communications to email. It works for us. He doesn’t have to talk to me, and I’m guaranteed acknowledgement. Everybody’s happy.
Email just may have saved our marriage since Kevin’s not really into talking or any other form of communication but can usually muster a “yes” or “no” or “OK” to whatever question, comment, observation, tirade, lament, dilema, or emotional anguish I happent to be undergoing at any given moment.
I have to say, though, he can pick out a card with the best of them, and that carries a lot of weight in my book. Not only did he express his love and gratitude through a beautifully written sentiment in a card, but he also converted an old VHS tape of our kids to a DVD for me. That’s love.
You know what else is love? When I said this:
And my family listened.
They actually did it. That along with a few other things, which can best be expressed in tweets, made it the most pleasant Mother’s Day in recent memory.
This tweet from Jamie Woodham helps to illustrate my point.
I can see what Jamie is getting at here – I mean those little fur balls are adorable – but they can’t act worth shit, and since it was Mother’s Day I didn’t have to watch anything with “Air Bud” or “Barbie” or “Smurfs” in the title. #Winning.
I did, however, get to pull a Dorkster move.
And got away with it because whenever my kids whined or complained I just yelled, “It’s Mother’s Day,” and that was that.
I didn’t need this next tweet for Mother’s Day this year, but in general it’s a good thing to have around.
I know a few people who could have used such a button.
If technology is so great why hasn’t it come up with something really useful like my undo button? Until it does may I suggest Moldy Jellybean see The Pied Piper’s lawyer. Sounds like he’s got a good one.
I’m sure Moldy Jellybean can sue for emotional distress. I know a soggy iphone would have caused me a lot of emotional distress, but perhaps not as much as Mom of the Year.
I wonder if she’s off to see the new theme park in North Korea.
Right? Plus, I like to see all my cultural icons at theme parks so I can get a true feel for their importance and history.
But this Mother’s Day I didn’t need to be whisked off to North Korea or taken to a raucous theme park to feel loved and appreciated. I just needed two days of peace, and that’s exactly what I got.
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