My mom:

“i saw a little mole (or a mouse…couldn’t tell the diff….but, i think it was a mole) eating a violet plant in the front yard today. it was weird watching this rodent chomp away!!! i wanted dad to get it and throw it in the woods! where is mojo when we need him?”

Sorry, Mom… he was indisposed.

My Mom:
“chiro said, as julian whittaker says, you need to take CoQ10 with a statin or your memory will go….so, i am on it!!!  this drug thing is so hard….you try to save your heart and you lose your mind in the meantime.  what is worse?”

I’m not really sure what this means. If anyone can explain to me what CoQ10 is, I’ll take it. Or I suppose I could Google it. But it IS 5:16 on a Friday afternoon. Have a great weekend no matter how you spend it, and take time to do what I will inevitably be doing… defending the honor of someone I love. Berlin, you idiots. Not Eric.

My mom:
“i am so sorry you are sick as a dog.  we can’t say that anymore when p gets a dog.  it really implies that dogs are always sick, doesn’t it.”

????

Have a great weekend. I’m off to get myself a doggie!

So my sisters and mother and I all email just about every single day. We fondly called it the “listserv” when it began a few years ago, and it has kept up ever since. Mom updates on the errands she’s running, how Grandma’s doing, and what lunch dates she has coming up. And my sisters keep us posted on the eating and pooping habits of their babies and toddler. From time to time I get a rather amusing email that really should be shared with the world, so on Friday’s I’m going to give you a little nugget from this week’s discussion.

From my sister:
“last night i asked mom if she would hold a snake for 5 minutes if dad were being held hostage and she needed to do it to have him released. she would not. she then proceeded to accuse me of getting this idea from reality tv. i then asked if she had ever watched any reality tv by which to make that judgment. and she replied, no.”