i can’t even THINK of a title for this
but today, and mom, i mean this in a good way, i think i became my mother for a split second. in my car. driving with one hand on the shifter, the other elbow-deep in a jumbo bag of swedish fish, blasting the cowboy junkies.
one, i am glad that combination did not lead to a car wreck.
two, i was sure i’d look in the rearview and see my mom’s face. like. that combo of things – swedish fish and cowboy junkies – is so associated with my mom that i think my brain broke a little.
and now back to writing things like “the motion of the ocean” in a lesson plan. SIGH. why isn’t it summer???