Happy Birthday Mommy

Happy Birthday. Happy Birthday Baby, oh i love you so.

Blow out your candles, make your wish come true.

For I will be wishing that you love me too.

Tomorrow is my mom’s birthday. Isn’t she beautiful? She’s always been that way. She’s the second half of the two funniest women I have ever known. If you know anything about me, you know that my mom and sister are my two favorite people in the world.

I’m going up to visit her tomorrow. I love it when I get there, it’s the best feeling in the whole world when I pull up in front of the house and see that faint light on. I get out the car and stretch the legs and try to get my butt to unclench from the three hour drive. I walk through the door and here comes Sophie The fur person who may or may not have that cone thing around her head to give you the attention you have been wating for. I’m pretty sure anyone who knows someone with a dog that was raised as a human knows what kind of attention I am talking about. The kind where the dog thinks you REALLY missed her too and gives you the wet nose on the knee caps, the whipping tail to the back of the legs, and if you’re lucky you get a plastic cone markings on your shins. It’s a lovely greeting. You have to say, “hiiiiii Sopppphiiiiieeeeee.” in the sweet voice too because if you say, “No Sophie” after she shoves her snout up your butt-crack mom will say: “Ohhh she misses her sister, she’s just sayin’ hi.”

After the dog greeting, the removal of dog snout from my ass and the dropping of my bags, I get to hug mom and she always smells good…like mom. And she has this smile that she gets when she sees me. That is the best look ever. Her voice gets all, -I haven’t seen you and I miss you and we are going to have fun- sounding. My mom is the best person to visit because she makes you feel all warm and fuzzy when she sees you.

Tomorrow is her birthday. I’m going to see her…and Sophie the ass sniffing dog.