Word to your Mother

This is a day late, and I don't really have time to write much of a post right now (certainly not the kind of Kiki Longpost LAPs (Long-Ass Posts) I usually write on this blog, but I just wanted to send a shout out to all the awesome muhthuhs in the world (that's "mothers," obviously) (but I wanted to say it like "muh-thuhs" because I thought that went nicely with the phrase "shout out") (but then I explained myself because I was worried that you might think I have a sudden case of brain cancer or something and I was not typing gibberish) and I especially wanna send a big shout out to my mothers, 'cuz they fucking rawk.

So here are some pictures...which I will just let speak for themselves...(mostly) (I mean, okay, fine, I'm gonna comment) (geez)

Pictured above: That's Grandpa Angel, Grandma Angel, PAM, and me as a wee infant (with a fractured skull that made my head all wonky and disproportionately sized and which might look normal sticking out of that little blankie, but believe me it's, like, straight out of Alien or something)

(I was born about eight weeks early and I was in the hospital for thirty days while my lungs developed and I learned how to breathe) (I have no idea what day the above picture was taken, but it must have been a few weeks after I was born because they've gotten me off of the ventilator)

Pictured above: That's Grandma Angel, me (with fully developed lungs that allow me to breathe, but apparently my legs haven't yet fully developed at this stage in my adolescence and people were forced to carry me around by the arms) (or, more truthfully, I'm sure my legs did work, I was just a smart little tyke and knew how to convince people to carry me around as much as possible) (one of the saddest days of my childhood was the day that my mom told me I had gotten too big to be carried) (seriously) (I remember being like, "no fucking way") , and my Aunt Jill (who's also an awesome mom)

(oh, and by the way, don't you love photographs from the '70s?)

Pictured above: my step-mom Patty (who's been a second mom to me since I was born, years before she was an "officialy" second mom to me) with my brothers Josh, Mike, and Matt. This picture is probably about ten years old.

Pictured above: That's me (notice that I'm not wearing shoes) (I'm not lying when I say that I never wear shoes), my brother Mike, my late G-ma Gibbs, and G-pa Gibbs. Mike used to call G-ma Gibbs "Gramcracker Tasty," and it was a pretty apt name for her because she was an awesome woman, and we miss her.

Okay, so there are no mothers in the above picture, but I'm fairly certain PAM took this photo, so that's gotta count for something. I just found this photo and had to scan it into the computer because I think it's a really funny photo and because

1. I've always loved being bundled up by blankets and this picture is proof.
2. Look at my Gremlins sheets!!!
3. Check out the Michael J. Fox wall behind me. I assure you that if PAM had been standing farther back when she took this photo, you would have seen the the Michael J. Fox clippings took up most of the rest of the wall. I was such a 12-year-old girl for Michael J. Fox.

I just really like this photo of me and PAM.

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY to all the awesome muthuhs out there.