Big Bad Momma Jomma

PROVE IT, HERMY……

Is that not a cute title, darlings?  If only you could hear me say those words aloud.  It would crack you up.

It is I, Thelma Louise.  Everyone else within here seems to be on hiatus, so I wanted to write a hello.  Today, I turn 103.  Gawd, I am old!!!!

For Hank and Michael :

Jack and Betty are exquisitely sensitive about this day.  I am not fully sure why, however I do know part of the reason.  Please do not become angry when you read my explanation, for they are afraid already.

Today, being the birthday of one and all, has already slipped by, to a great degree.  It is almost 2pm.  It seems every time we stood up, one of you told us to go back to sleep, and then, upon doing it, it angered you instead of pleasing you. 

Birthdays are special to Jack, especially, darling.  He has always celebrated turning a new age, and he feels you are trying to deny him his joy, as if it should be nothing special.  I have told him this is not so.  You are concerned about his health because of the ear.  Common sense does not always kick in with my children, if you have not noticed.  I have to remind them of things sometimes.

Damn blood sugar is starting to drop, so I must get up and get something to eat.  All is well, darlings.  Just be nice, okay?

I love you,

Momma