Welcome to the doghouse

I am happy to report that after spending some quality time with a hair dryer, my phone is now working again. And even though I had to use my Visa for Friday’s edition of the NY Times, I otherwise had enough cash for all my trips to the Diet Coke machine.

Which left me free and clear to enjoy the weekend with my sisters and my mother. I think I may have mentioned that I was in a little trouble with my mother for missing my birthday. Here are just a FEW ways to tell that mom is upset with you:

• She tells you. Frequently. Well.…when she’s not telling Nicola how upset she is with you, that is.
• Your picture in her wallet has been replaced with this:


• Even Anne Louise is ahead of you in the “love game"
• Your brother tells you that “your stock with mom is looking a little Enron-ish"
• The silent treatment would be a reprieve
• She starts referring to Nicola as her youngest
  

And speaking of Nicola…it’s my Irish twin’s birthday today. Happy Birthday Nic.