Bombeckism
For years, I have studied the phenomenon of the mother who sits down for a moment to get off her feet. From all I've been able to gather, a message goes out over an invisible network that flashes to the world "Mother is in sitting position, Proceed and de-sit".
At that moment, the doorbell will ring, children will appear holding vital parts of their anatomy, the dog will dig its paws insistently into a leg, the husband will call impatiently for hlep, a phone will register its fifteenth ring, a pot will boil over, a buzzer will sound, and faucets will go on all over the house and a loud voice will shriek "I/m telling".
Erma Bombeck is my God.
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And the heart bleeds for mothers.
You are forgiven for addressing me as aunty.
"The grass is always greener over the septic tank" is my favorite, although I must add, I have read most of her books a dozen times each.