Mucha Muchacha

Wishing all you moms out there the happiest Mother's Day! Whether you're a working mom, stay-at-home mom, soon-to-be mom, a mom who's kids are all growns up, a mom who brings home the bacon and cooks it up in the pan, a grandmother, fujiyama mama or a bad mama jama, you all need to have your damn ungrateful family do the dishes so you can go on that weekend-long bender at the bingo hall that you so deserve. Get crazy and spike the punch at the Tupperware party, it's your day and you mamacitas rock!





An excerpt from the boy's "All About Mom" booklet. So I says to him, I says: "Why did you say my favorite food is a tuna melt?"-- while I do love them, proclaiming a tuna fish sammich to be "my favorite" is not at all accurate--to which the lad replied: "I didn't know how to spell filet mignon, so a tuna melt seemed like a good enough substitute". Smartass. I'm so proud. "But I left out the part that you like rum in your coke with little umbrellas when your friends come over". Touche, young squire. The force is strong with this one.




And then there's my own mamacita.



I wish I knew her longer than I did, but cancer's a bitch and some "higher force" thought it appropriate for me to be 18 and Mom-less. But life's a bitch too, and the funny thing is, is that even in her death she was still acting like a Mom and teaching me one last lesson: life is hard so you better be a tough broad if you wanna make it. She's still the toughest broad I know. So make sure to give yours an extra long squeeze today and let her know just how much she rocks! I love ya, mom.






"Mucha Muchacha" by Esquivel.