March 9
Mom was willing to overlook the red crayon I left in my pocket that subsequently melted in the dryer. And she could ignore the tube of Chapstick I used to polish the kitchen cabinets. But after I stuck all her first class stamps on the dining room table – I thought Mom was ready to throw me out of the house. However, as you can see from the smile on Mom’s face, Xanax and white zinfandel can go a long way to making everything okay again. – Shaan