tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23633068.post7821486117533761073..comments2023-08-16T05:36:44.298-04:00Comments on Custom Made Miracles: In 5 Minutes.Laurahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01383085140924042138noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23633068.post-43782569561677185592007-02-10T14:13:00.000-05:002007-02-10T14:13:00.000-05:00Once upon a weekend freezing, while I graded paper...Once upon a weekend freezing, while I graded papers unceasing, the spector of midquarters looming on my calendar. Suddenly the phone began to jingle and my guilt began to tingle as my children called to implore. "Oh please come quick, bring chicken soup, we have the flu, the puke, the poop. Come to our house, you can bring your dog. Watch the baby while we sleep like a log. Sadly I refused them gently,they'd forgotten evidently that grandma's still working, working all the weekend through, at a task that has a deadline, figuring averages for when midquarters are due. No time allowed to drive the roads so freshly plowed, to make a trip of three hours (Magnolia) or two (Columbus). I know somehow, you'll stay alive and perhaps, my dears, you'll even thrive. And so for now whatever you do, just remember that your working mother still loves you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23633068.post-29597201716120021682007-02-09T09:39:00.000-05:002007-02-09T09:39:00.000-05:00We hope you're feeling better soon. Nobody will v...We hope you're feeling better soon. Nobody will visit us, either. We're puking our brains out.Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05737626342622550476noreply@blogger.com