Happy Hallmark Day

Honey, why am I getting so big... and gray?

Happy Hallmark Day to all the mothers who had no idea that motherhood (and fatherhood) would accelerate the bigger grayer tireder machine ticking inside all of us. Of course this can be avoided, but for many, it's unavoidable. Happy M-day to all the mothers of the world who put up with all the children of the world, of all ages... regardless of what state they're in.

No, honey, you look... radiant!

Another Hallmark Day Approaches...

 

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww... uh oh. Crap. All this touchy smoochiness (that Da-da gets once a year, usually by accident) has invoked... 

...the Space Chicken.

Now we're in trouble. Or we're gonna get our lobsters boiled. It's tough to tell with Space Chicken.