Inger is, and Mother's Day
I did this once before, and love the arbitrary poetry of it. Type "[your first name] is" into Google--include the quotes--and list the first ten phrases that pop up. Sher's idea.
Inger is a project of the highest priority
Inger is the sole Editor & Publisher
Inger is something that will carry out an action
Inger is not yet satisfied
Inger is a simple imperative
Inger is also a muralist and a portrait artist
Inger is composed of rice
Inger is tried and convicted to eight years in prison
Inger is simpler than C
Inger is not happy with you
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Mother's Day is a chore. The children begin fretting the night before, when they realize time's up and tomorrow's the day they have to deliver on the promise of gifts and adoration. Two years in a row now both of them have gone to sleep crying. "I don't have enough for you." "I didn't finish my card." "I hate the thing I made." On and on. I tell them that for me, Mother's Day is a day to feel happy that I'm their mother--that I don't want gifts, that if they want to give me something what I'd like most of all is a card they make. But the schools and the tube--they drill it into you that simple love is not enough--that Momma needs a diamond from Zales, or roses from FTD.com, or a car with a red ribbon on it. At the very least she needs elaborate art and poetry, and there's plenty of opportunity to feel that yours isn't as good as the kid's at the next table. The neighbor goes on and on at the bus stop the next day about how her husband and son brought her breakfast in bed--how she didn't get up until noon. Not exactly my idea of heaven; I'd feel sick if I lay around that long.
But I feel the kids shrinking beside me: official failures in the Mother's Day game. If I get my hands on the guy who dreamed this one up, I swear...
posted by I n g e r @ Tuesday, May 16, 2006
6 Comments:
I am going to have to do that with Mary. Stop by and find out what it says.
As far as Mother's Day goes, I had my students make a simple art project that was a picture frame. We put there pictures in it and they decorated them. I then told them to be extra nice to their mothers' this weekend and make them breakfast in bed, give them extra hugs and help out around the house. Most told me that they did that.
Hang in there Mom....
Inger is the greatest.
STB
it wan't a guy. it was a girl. i know. i'm shocked, too. i was dying to see an inger/ hallmark exec throwdown, too, but it wasn't the case.
the woman's name was ana jarvis. she started petitioning ministers to observe the second sunday of may as mother's day in honour of her dead mother. it took. with a vengeance. so much so that ms. jarvis was made sick by her own efforts that flowered into commercial feast day. she wound up filing a lawsuit to stop it, and was arrested for protesting at a war rally organized by mothers.
she was sorry she started it, too.
don't take my word for it, though. go see for yourself:
http://www.fabulousfoods.com/holidays/momsday/momdayhistory.html
GAWD!!!,I love ya!
rQm
ditto RQM!
xoxo
I happened across your site and did this. The very first thing that came up was "Our little girl Susan is a most admirable slut, and pleases us mightily ..." Thanks. That has made my night.
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