Mother knows best........

...she's so smart that she knows you won't always know that she knows best....

So, when you're all done ignoring her advice, give her a call....she'll know exactly what to do to get you out of the predicament you've got yourself into!!!
That's the beauty of mothers---they've been there, done that and know you will do the same.

And, if you're like me and don't have a mother to call....it's okay. Look at it this way--you're saving your minutes. She's not taking phone calls. Nope, she's finally in a place where she can listen to everything that's going on, hear even your most private thoughts, see everything you do and watch everything you do and of course, watch over you...even when you don't want her to. I'm positive of it. I should know. I've been a motherless daughter for a very long time. My dear mother has been watching me and listening to me 24/7 for 36 years now. I've been trying to explain things to her along the way. But, no matter....I'm pretty sure I'll have a lot more 'splaining to do when I see her again. Maybe that's why I'm not in any hurry to get to heaven. I know Antoinette DiPippa Carr is waiting for me....with her arms folded across her chest and that look on her face.

But, until that moment....I'll have to settle for seeing my mom's face in pictures...where she is smiling. Just like the one below--sent to me by none other than my longest running playmate--the dear Debbie Dean (a faithful blog reader and self-diagnosed photoaholic). That's my smiling mother right there with her famous red beehive hairdo--next to the bridesmaids. (Although I know exactly where this picture was taken--it was taken at my childhood parish--St. Catherine's of Siena Church on Broadway Avenue in Beechview at our neighbor Carolyn McGeary's wedding--my sister Cathy was the flower girl--but I'm not sure if this was the late 60's or sometime in the very early 70's. Debbie will know....hey Deb?)
Din (my mom's nickname) is probably pretty amazed that she's here on a computer....she's probably laughing up a storm and telling Aunt Carmy that Emma's daughter turned out so smart that she immortalized her image on a machine! Oh, I can just see it now how she is motioning and mouthing to Aunt Carmy..her deaf mute sister/my dear aunt! And, Aunt Carmy is probably just a little pit peeved that her picture is not on the computer. (So, Deb...if you got a pix of Aunt Carmy that you can scan in and send my way...I might be able to save your ass on this one.)
All of those thoughts are gift enough for me on this Mothers' Day!!!
Hey....my mom looks pretty good on a computer screen...doesn't she?


Happy Mothers' Day!!!!