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Tuesday, May 08, 2012

Being a mom can be a thankless job. Just ask mine.

In the mid '70s, just after mom and dad split up, mom took myself and a friend of mine for the weekend to my grandparents' house in Chatham Massachusetts. At the end of their road was a cove, and mom took us there so my friend and I could fly our Gayla kites. My kite landed in a clump of weeds (exactly like those pictured above), so mom went into the weeds to retrieve my kite. But what none of us realized was that clump of weeds (exactly like those pictured above) just happened to be poison ivy. She was covered in rashes and she had to spend the rest of the weekend soaking in a tub of calomine (sp?) lotion, while my friend and I enjoyed the remainder of our stay. Yes, we had a great weekend - just too bad that mom couldn't enjoy it with us. I don't even think I thanked her for getting my kite. I was such a rotten son..

5 comments:

Caffeinated Joe said...

Parents will do anything for their kids!

Sandy aka Doris the Great said...

Please send these sentiments to my ungrateful, selfish children. thank you.

joe said...

CJ: Although if she knew it was poison ivy she'd have said "forget it".

Ssndy: Send me their email addresses

apemanbela44 said...

Gala kites! Wow, it's been a long time. My favorite was the Spy with the big bloodshot eyes on each wing.

There's a hobby shop near us that has kites in a rack near the door. Gotta get one for my kids this weekend.

joe said...

I had that one too, but my favorite was either a space ship or an airplane with two pilots in the windows.

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