HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
Sunday, 11. May 2008, 12:46:14
Woo HOOOOO! Into the crazy minivan we all jam-packed our odds and ends (mostly unnecessary stuff—4 girls, you know) and took off at breakneck speed out of the mountains en route first to my eldest daughter’s (and more junk of course), destination: 
Grandma’s for Mother’s Day. What is it about the boondocks? … it takes FOREVER to get out of our county. It is like a prison. Extremely secure. 
Soon in full merriment on the highway, until we realized WE JUST SPED PAST OURSELVES. The speedometer read 100,000 M.P.H. (in a 55 M.P.H. zoned area, that was just asking for “it”). Plus since we somehow broke the sound barrier back there … we voted to agree. I’ll tell you, the van didn’t even shake. Its crazy.
Being the vanity girls we are we took many photos of ourselves. Our excuse was to chronicle the holiday. 
we look nice on film. 
And then … Weird Car appeared out of nowhere. OMG this thing was bizarre. First of all it was speedy and weaving like crazy, but why did it have a bullet hole in the rear end? 
Did some angry motorist shoot at it in a fit of delirium? And secondly it was microscopic compared to the other vehicles. But then the best part happened … HOT GUY. I am putting this in the picture right now—Hot Guy was tremendously sexy … earring, tatt … a “naughty boy” *bites the back of her hand*—every last one of us wanted him. Also he was not timid to present fondness for me. However Weird Car persisted to get in between us. At first it was not a big deal, but then it irritated me, finally, IT’S ON BABY! 
And then I understood the bullet hole. Not to worry. Our Crazy-van scares any vehicle off the road and triumphantly offed Weird Car. Thus in the order of 100 miles Hot Guy and I played cat-and-mouse and smiling and winking and air-kissing and more until I begrudgingly waved good-bye to his sexy self to depart the highway. He gave the frown face and blew a kiss to me. *wistful sigh* Hot Guy, if you are reading this, PM me ~ I too have something naughty for you 
Pit stop for to pick up passenger number 5
, my eldest daughter 
the soon-to-be US Navy woman and ~Potty break~ and prom photos. There’s always time for looking at fashion! Prom theme was Fantasy 
so she fashioned her dress after Elizabeth’s wedding gown in Pirates of the Caribbean. Oh how lovely! While many girls had their purses, cameras and such stolen, not her—for she had sewn a matching cloth purse into the folds of her gown like a smart and cheap gypsy should. Good girl!Back in the minivan, off we went, me to happily terrorize the children with my driving and them to silently pray the rosary for their lives. And to scope out for another hot guy too. In NO TIME AT ALL we arrived at my mother’s home, because as I say, Crazy-van has a mind of its own.
Now, this woman is the embodiment of what a lady and mother should be. We lamented, we laughed, we told stories, and recalled good memories. Always perfect, my mother, and wishing I can steal her and bring her home with us. Much to love and none to be discontented with. Be jealous she is not yours. As we were leaving she gave the serious admonishment “Drive Careful, and slow it down!” “But,” I pointed out, “I am driving with THOSE people.” To which she raised one eyebrow, gave the all-knowing nod, and a short—but effective—“Mmm.” Because she’s mysterious and cool like that.For no particular reason I can recall, we exited the highway and instantly made a U-turn at the change to “go” of a traffic light. Immediately Police warning lights flashed like a discotheque behind us
and I stopped. Apparently that stealth move was a no-no. Not to worry—no penalty—the policeman preferred décolletage of which he was not disappointed. 
Or at least his flashlight was not. *girly giggles* Now to get my eldest home it felt like ten minutes passed.
In reality a 65-mile drive. The rest of the drive … auto-God-piloted … We are still alive. But I feel mostly dead! 10+ hours of driving is not fun with little sleep and much other circumstances too. I have come up with a variety chest-cold? I suppose. Oh! It hurts to breathe deep and I have the sandpaper voice and such. My second daughter did not fare well either, as she is ill as well. But a fun memory we can share nonetheless. Oh the details I have left out—if only you knew … Chapter one million in the Book of Mama Leena.Foot note…
Resident Evil… another Blog! 
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By AOTEAROAnz, # 11. May 2008, 13:32:22
I hope you got more than just a few cards, perhaps an erotic massage from a dark, mysterious, handsome squirrel perhaps? Or a nice little snog on your wittly wittle wips!
It was mothers day here like a month ago, they should synchronise these things worldwide! It just gets CONFUSING!
By pandashavingtorture, # 11. May 2008, 13:50:54
By wallpearl, # 11. May 2008, 14:33:26
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.. H.I ...the Hysterical Idiot..
By AOTEAROAnz, # 12. May 2008, 00:48:32
Hugs, Zissy
By zissyfoy, # 14. May 2008, 00:56:07
Henry old boy (oj sounds like a dog, sorry
.:wallpearl Thank you and nice to meet you
Zissy! Hugs to you, and Happy Mother's Day
By lesswoodsend, # 14. May 2008, 17:03:17
By pandashavingtorture, # 14. May 2008, 19:23:59
speedy, huh? obviously NOT one of ours, then...
(kinda looks like one of ours, though...)
By rfhurley, # 15. May 2008, 15:32:06
and you have lovely daughters.
By rfhurley, # 15. May 2008, 15:32:43
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ehh ... which reminds me, odd how we both wrote a blog about cocks
By lesswoodsend, # 16. May 2008, 14:41:48
Aidan ... Aidan ... this is your brain speaking to you ... you want to massage Leena ... Aidan ... you want to go to America and massage Leena ... now ... Aidan ...
By lesswoodsend, # 16. May 2008, 14:49:35
...with aromatherapy oils and seminal fluid?
By pandashavingtorture, # 16. May 2008, 15:09:29
By rfhurley, # 16. May 2008, 15:25:15
By lesswoodsend, # 16. May 2008, 15:47:08
By pandashavingtorture, # 16. May 2008, 15:58:54
we first will stylize this. make a nice golf course in different words. AH wait--wrong equipment
let us mow the lawn. and check the stick for sturdy play.
let us reluctantly move on.
By lesswoodsend, # 20. May 2008, 16:15:10
Be nice with my hair pwease
What colour shall it be and what length?
By pandashavingtorture, # 20. May 2008, 17:34:46
By lesswoodsend, # 23. May 2008, 19:17:26
By pandashavingtorture, # 23. May 2008, 19:30:03
By lesswoodsend, # 24. May 2008, 01:03:35
I need a mini skirt and some sort of top surely? What about just wearing a bra as a top?
I wanna show off my snuggly tummy!
By pandashavingtorture, # 24. May 2008, 13:17:53
... well ... with breasts as special as that you would not want to try to hide them in a bra obviously built for an average-looking breast ... nor hide them under a garment where they swim never to be found?
no, do not hide your assets under a bushel.
By lesswoodsend, # 31. May 2008, 06:45:26
By pandashavingtorture, # 31. May 2008, 08:01:38