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A Unique Timeline of My Mother’s Day Morning

7:00am – My first (daylight) wake to pee. Stupid bladder. The kids are still asleep? Perfect. Happy Mother’s Day to me. I’m getting back in bed.

8:00am – Wow. They’re still sleeping? Well, they told me to stay in bed this morning until they came to get me. So, I’ll just do as I’m told. What a compliant mom I am.

8:30am – Okay. Dean’s up. No surprise there. But he’s going to have to wait a while on his loves-to-sleep-late sister.

8:35am – Scratch that. He apparently just woke her butt up.

8:40am – And now, I just need to stay in this room … in this bed … while my two amazing kids make breakfast for me without any help from their (traveling) father. One half of me is thrilled … and the other terrified.

8:45 – I am trapped in my bed in total darkness playing with my phone under the covers so I don’t get caught for not sleeping. What am I … 12???

9:05am – I haven’t heard any bickering. I haven’t heard much of anything actually. Are they shitting me? Did they just want to wake up early to watch TV without me interrupting them about studying for their tests this week?

9:10am – I hear a loud crash followed by scampering feet. May we please observe a moment of silence for my kitchen?

9:20am – Okay. That’s it. I’m starting to get stiff and uncomfortable. My kids wouldn’t want me to be stiff and uncomfortable … especially on Mother’s Day. What if I just get out of bed but still stay in the room? Would that be okay? (Oh, God. I am 12.) Plus, I really have to pee.

9:30am – I’m pushing it …. still out of bed. Brushing my hair, straightening the bedroom a little. God, why can’t I just do what I’m told?

9:35am – Jumped back in bed in case they’re about to walk in. I don’t want to spoil the surprise. Plus how could I ever get away with “I only asked you to do ONE THING and you couldn’t even do THAT!!!” again?

9:39am – Oh, dear God. I just heard the blender. Where’s my rosary?

9:46am – The door opens and the singing begins. They start walking the “long” and somewhat obstructed journey to my bedside carrying the tray together. The delicious-but-stainy beverage nearly bites it. Twice. “Oh, shit!” my mouth wants to shout out but I stifle and just smile catatonically through their shared panic/enthusiasm.

9:48am – Breakfast is served! OMG … and it’s Gluten-Free! My kids actually read labels for me.


I am told the red jelly represents the highlights in my hair. And I have blackberry eyelashes.

Thanks, Mel, for writing the article that inspired my morning with me. I have the two best kids ever.

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How was YOUR morning?

Happy Mother’s Day to MY mom and to all of my fellow mamas out there.


Ketchup With Us #17

Blah, blah, blah. Ketchup With Us. Number seventeen. Yada, yada, yada. Hosting with Mel. Blah, blah, blah. Mother’s Day edition. Blah, blah, blah. And here’s mine. About a lady who needs NO INTRODUCTION.

Because right in the middle of breakneckedlypacking up THIRTY-SIX YEARS worth of clothing, kitchenware, bedding, electronics, furniture, tools, pictures, books, music and other cherished family artifacts, she stopped to make a practice test for my daughter who had an English quiz the next day.

Because she NEVER says no.

(Well, almost never.)

I love you, Mom.


Me, between the best moms in the world, future and present. 

For a quick explanation of this link-up, click here. In short, Mel and I will post a picture or video with a writing prompt on the 1st and 15th of every month. You can write your entry in any form. We love creativity. And, with each prompt, we’ll feature a writer from the previous link-up. Which reminds me …

Our esteemed Ketchup With Us Featured Writer for today is …

Mod Mom Beyond IndieDom

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‘KETCHUP WITH US’ – Prompt 17

In 57 words or less, tell us about a special mother in your life. You can pick anyone you want. We won’t tell.








Oh, yeah? Well, what did YOU get for Mother’s Day?

By now, most of you know my amazing daughter, creator of such blog posts as If Nerds Could be Superheroes and The Mysterious Treat Trick. She’s my biggest fan and she was truly pissed when she learned of my non-fan mail a few days ago. I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to balance on this rickety pedestal she’s got me on but I sure am loving the ride for now.

The kid cracks me up every single day. Check out my Mother’s Day present. That wad of cash was $4 of her own money, thank-you-very-much.


 Happy Mother’s Day to my mom … and to all the other moms out there who I call friends.

Word to Your Mother, Y’all …