When daylight saving time ended, your mom high-tailed it to your family’s winter home in Florida—and shed her clothes the second she got there.
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That Christopher Cross song could well have been written for your mom, who cherished her trips to the pier—and so did we.
Living in a rural area meant your mom had to go to the end of the driveway to get the mail every morning. Oh what a way to start the day!
Even though your family lived in a safe subdivision, your mom was still worried about burglars—which paid dividends for us one memorable night.
Your mom was a Steve Jobs disciple from the beginning. She instilled that brand loyalty in you—and even better, your sister.
It didn’t have to be hot and humid for your mom to enjoy being in the fresh air—and to wear her most see-through outfits while she was out there.
Your mom took pride in her status as the top-selling realtor in the entire state. We finally figured out how she achieved that status.
Before everyone’s least favorite bespectacled harpie put Alaska back on the map, your mom spent a lot of time there. Scantily clad, of course.