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10/05/2005 Archived Entry: "Open letter to my mom"

Dear Mom,

Remember when I was a kid and we'd sit down to watch Dukes of Hazard, or Benson, or some other such show? Remember how you'd lay down on the couch and fall asleep? Remember how I'd always make fun of you for that? Well, I'm sorry. At least you would see the beginnings of these shows that started at 8:00pm. Me? I'm lucky to see 7:30 before falling dead asleep on the couch.
Oh, and you know how I don't like when you call me by my sister's name or refer to her with my name? Yeah, I forgive you. I call my husband by the name of my eldest, I call the baby, the name of the dog and I call my oldest by the name of my sister.
So there you have it. Guess we're more alike than I thought :)

Love,
me