Holy crap. That's it.
I read a lot of really random stuff for that class.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Holy crap. That's it.
I read a lot of really random stuff for that class.
I'm trying to decide if it was the southern, the clinical sex studies or the gin fizzes that made the connection, -t.
I don't celebrate Mother's Day because I usually don't remember it's happened until my mom's birthday rolls around two weeks later. (Conversely, I always remember Father's Day because it's in the middle of three family birthdays.)
I celebrate it because I married into a family that does.
And I hate it. I think it is a wicked, nasty excuse to sell cards.
I'm trying to work out how I recognized it from your description, sarameg. I read that 20+ years ago. It just sounded like Walker Percy, though. I did google for a list of his titles before deciding that was my best bet.
Mom said this year "don't make a big deal" out of Mother's Day. And I didn't and she was hurt. Actually I think she was more hurt that my brother didn't send her an email and she took it out on me.
She's going up to OK for 2 weeks and she hates travelling. Loves seeing her sister and Mother, hates sleeping in a strange bed in a strange town. So I'm going to do a Welcome Home package thing for her when she gets back and hope that makes up for her not getting stuff for Mother's Day.
I think we also read the Thanatos one. It's been 10 years since I've read them. Strange, strange stories.
OMG bored. I'm doing work and it's boring, I'm not doing work and that's boring. Argh.
Jesse, you picked a bad day to steal my life.
I went on a Walker Percy kick in high school, starting with Love in the Ruins. My dad made a deal with a guy he played soccer with that they'd swap genres - my dad supplied the friend with science fiction in return for Southern Lit, and Love in the Ruins was one of the books he got out of it. I read it when I was otherwise out of reading material and was inspired to seek out more Percy. Evetually, Second Coming annoyed me me and I stopped looking for his books. I don't think I read the Thanatos Syndrome, or whatever it was called.
I am irregular enough in my calls to the parents that it's kind of nice to have a day when Hallmark et al. will guilt me into making an extra effort. And Mother's Day is a big money maker for my brother since he bought the flower shop, though it's harder for him to order for than Valentine's Day, when he just has to make sure he has as many roses as possible on hand.