Space-Aged Wishes

As opposed to killing myself for my total lack of preparedness leading to the complete lack of anything like a physical card being in the mail or received by my female parental unit, let alone any other female family units who have created offspring somewhere in their lives, I'm going to use this blog to cover my hiney.

Mom! Momarina! Mamma Mia! Mother Darling! Auntie! Other Auntie! Grandma! Nana! Cousins, one and all of you (however many that might be at this time)! Chicks! Gals! Girls! Ladies! Broads! (Trust me, that applies to several of my extended nearest and dearest.) Attention, all those of the female persuasion who might have expected to see something from me.

Here it is! YOUR OWN BLOG! Aren't you thrilled? Hey, not everyone gets their wishes broadcast over the World Wide Web! You're the Queen of the Internet! The LOLKitten of the Interwebs! The Girl Who's Got It All!

And, FYI, I'm officially off the hook. It's not my fault if you didn't check my blog on time. Besides, this way, your Official Mother's Day Love Note will be up for ages, for all the world to see. (Or, all 12 people who read this semi-regular blog semi-regularly to see...but it's a start.)

G.J. Koch