Well, if you told me last year that I would be posting recipes on this page from my mother, I would have said you were crazy.
(PS Moms book is now at the printers.
Not long after she lost her big blue purse at the local Walmart and shared the details of its eventual recovery on this very page
Hi Mike. I wanted to send you and your little Facebook friends a Mother’s Day Greeting
It’s happened again.
I’ve inherited some pretty wonderful qualities from my parents.
My mother has a new gynecologist. A second appointment seems unlikely… I got this text from my mom a few days after I posted this video. Thought I’d share… Mike’s Facebook Page
Lunch with old friends yesterday.
A Presbyterian playing a Chinese game with Jewish women
Back in June of 1990, my mother woke up every morning at 3am to watch me impersonate a salesman
Flying to Chicago with the parents, who are recently recovered from the flu. The doctor allowed them to travel, but advised them to take every precaution… Mom: Michael, will it embarrass you if we wear our surgical masks on this flight? Mike: Not if you’re performing surgery. Dad: Don’t be a smart guy. We’re strapped into a giant Petri dish. The doctor says these masks could save our lives! Mike: Only if your wife actually puts the mask over her nose. Mom: I don’t like it over my nose. It fogs up my glasses. Dad: Then what’s the point? The Read More
Mike. 20 days for me. 14 for your father.
My mom wrote this one a few days ago, in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness Month.
Just got off the phone with my parents. Apparently, my father has discovered “google alerts,”
Text From Mother