I am my mother’s daughter.

As I sit here eating on the pasta I bought from Kroger and not quite ready for bed on a Monday night because I don’t have to work the next day, I took to my computer to turn on a show that needs caught up on, Greys Anatomy. Not even five minutes into the episode it hits me, I am just like my mother. Not having to be at work until late morning, she always stays up late, while reading her magazine she bought that week while grocery shopping and watching her soap operas and day time talk shows she DVR’s. Used to tape them on a VHS up until about 6 months ago when they finally got DirectTV. It is evident, I will end up a lot like her. Love you, Mom.

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