i am my mother’s daughter
Believe it or not, I never actually told my mother the whole Colossal Douche Bag story. Until I spoke to her on Mother’s Day. I always meant to tell her the reason we broke up, but she never pressed for info and there never seemed to be a good transition into telling that story.
On Mother’s Day, we were talking in general about relationships and break ups and I said, “you know, I never told you the whole reason to why John and I broke up last year.” She asked and I told her.
How I know I’m my mother’s daughter?
First words out of her mouth were “I hope you kicked him in the nuts!”
Gawd, I love Mama D!
Sweet!