Super Sabado: Mother’s Day 2006

Today’s Super Sabado is all about moms, seeing as how tomorrow is Mother’s Day and all.

Stick around for the video at the end of the post because it’s really funny, especially to anybody with two teenage boys.


“Is this a shortcut? Why can’t we go that way? Why do we have to drive on the same road all the time?”

“If trees are already grown, they don’t need rain to grow, so the rain should stop.”

“I wish I could put on rocket shoes and jump around the moon!”

“Mommy, you have too much hair.”

Just a sampling of what Big Arm Woman of Tightly Wound hears while driving her offspring around.


I’ve seen the future and it made me grin like a foolish, giddy old girl dancing about like a sugared up kid.

The house was empty a bit after 7:30. Just the dogs/cats/fish and widdle moi!

Kait of Kait’s Chaos, who might be thinking the Empty Nest Syndrome will be a good thing.


Nothing like waking up to pool of doggy vomit.

Especially when you half feel like chucking yourself.

Just thought I would share!

I’m thoughtful like that.

Susan of Church of Angst, a dog mom who’s had more than her share of doctor bills lately.


At one point, even the lawn grass was whirling around in wind-tossed agony. Nikster the Wonder Horse, Arabian Horse of the Desert, etc., etc., spent the time on the phone with the humane society.

“In the wind and sand. Yes. What? Of course I’m breaking up. They left me out here in the middle of a sand hurricane. Help!”

Pat Kirby of Ramblings from the Desert, showing us how even horse children can be ungrateful little things.


So when #1 son announced his desire to see Alice Cooper, I felt my heart fall into a ‘Mommy Moment’. The last concert he asked to go see starred Sharon, Lois & Bram and some poor bastard in an Elephant suit.

E. Ann Bardawill of Something Fell, who might be the only mother we know who can put “Alice Cooper” and “Mommy Moment” into the same sentence.


After 4 weeks of to ing and fro ing, walking on egg shells,we declared a truce, and the roach went into hibernation………………………..until 2 days ago, when i spotted whilst cleaning my office!!! How could i resist tormenting an evil 10 yold?

Michelle of Justitia, reporting on the Mother/Daughter Cockroach War going on in Queensland right now.


Before I was a Mom…I had never been puked on.

Pooped on. Spit on.

Chewed on.

Peed on.

From Bonnie Writes, which just about sums it up for moms everywhere.


I’ll never forget the call from the school. The rabbit was undergoing a brain MRI and the rabbit attacker was suspended pending further investigation. Thank goodness that rabbit was okay.

“Other Mother” Teri Gray Franta, on a hare-brained scheme concocted by her kiddo, AKA “the rabbit attacker.”


I also found a costume uniform that I made for Dave during the early part of our marriage (pre-kiddos). I had made it for a Star Trek Murder Mystery party we hosted. Now Keegan is in high heaven. He goes around pushing his insignia and saying “Captain Keegan to all hands, Red Alert!”

Mimi of Mimi’s Pixie Corner, who is raising two founding members of the Star Fleet Academy.


I don’t usually nibble off their plates because they eat using the search and destroy method, and I don’t eat their snacks because 1) I don’t really like goldfish crackers and 2) I really don’t like previously licked goldfish crackers.

KJ of Raising Devils, reporting on the dearth of menu options available to a mom nursing two kids at once.


“MBMRL MNMRL BRMAL AVLEM SMCNM”

Elizabeth‘s teenager, who really likes the menu options offered at his house.


The toughest competitor I ever met had no jump shot to speak of, couldn’t hit the curveball and would probably have had trouble making a three-foot putt.

The toughest competitor I ever met stood 5 feet 4 and, in recent days, struggled to hit triple digits on the scale.

The toughest competitor I ever met was my mom, Elizabeth Oberstein.

L. A. Times sportswriter J.A. Adande, whose mother died of breast cancer in 2000.


Mom: Our former minister has started a new church. It’s full of wife-swappers.

Sis: Mom, hold your voice down, that’s not a very nice thing to say.

Mom: Well, it’s true. Maybe people should be warned…

Sis: Well, try to whisper. The waitress might hear you.

Mom: She already knows. That’s his daughter.

Sis: MOMMMMMM!

Mom: And that girl behind the cash register? That’s his daughter, too.

Sis: MOMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

Mom: Shh, why are you always so loud in public?

One example why only the hardiest souls engage in public conversations with Mamacita‘s mom.


It’s revenge! Revenge for the pains of childbirth. For the terrible twos! For those awful teenage years! For getting caught with that college boy in your bedroom! For you smoking pot! For the eighty thousand dollars she spent on you for college without even getting a thank-you!

It’s no wonder mothers just turn plain nasty!

Neil Kramer of Citizen of the Month, explaining things for all the non-mothers out there.


And for those of you who’ve made it through to the very end, here’s a funny video about two brothers trying to put together a Mother’s Day gift. Happy Mother’s Day, everyone!

7 Replies to “Super Sabado: Mother’s Day 2006”

  1. LMAO, they’re “such” brothers!! Loved it!

    Wishing you Bonnie, and all the mums, a super mothers day. May our children be a source of future postings!!

  2. Happy Mums Day to all.

    Hope it’s a grand day.

    Loved the boys at the end…sort of looks like my dastardly duo lately. Sigh. Kids. Next time, goldfish. 😉

  3. Before I was a Mom…I had never been puked on.

    Pooped on. Spit on.

    Chewed on.

    Peed on.

    Obviously, Bonnie has never worked in healthcare.

  4. LOL…Actually I did work in healthcare for a period, but I learned to duck really well…LOL

    I hope every mom had a great Mother’s Day!

Leave a Reply