In honor of Mother's Day, I'm adopting an imaginary cobra.

Huh? Oh, no. I have a great relationship with my mom.

My MiL, on the other hand, is less easy to get along with. Something to do with her fundamental disconnect from reality.



Off to usher ... I've done this every sunday for the last three, and it's my regular turn again. Someone remind me to fix the schedule so people will know their proper dates.

Zoom.