“The New Phonebooks are here!!!”
Because, you asked for it…
As of today, approximately 3 million of you have asked me how my mom and dad are holding up,
My parents are practicing extreme isolation
My mother, as you may have heard, has written another book
My mother doesn’t care for Hallmark holidays.
I just got off the phone with my mother, who is celebrating her 82nd birthday today by playing cards in the lobby of a Comfort Inn somewhere with my father and youngest brother. Last night, she slept for approximately half-an-hour on the “auto-train,” which my father insisted on taking from Baltimore, so that he can have his car in West Palm, while visiting my other brother. I feel sorry for my mother, and somewhat guilty for not having an address to send her flowers, or some other token of my affection. So I did the only thing I could do Read More
There was a time, not so long ago, when my sweet mother vowed
Thanks to Donna and Kate for hosting such a cool event
(on a Saturday) Mike’s Facebook Page
Mike Rowe here, with some good news. My mom has finally written a book.
Just stopped by moms condo in Baltimore.
Just spoke to Mom. She’s positively guilt-ridden in the wake of crashing Erma Bombeck’s website
A hotel room in Kansas City. 8:44am. Mike Rowe, late for a breakfast meeting, emerges from his shower to answer a phone that won’t stop ringing… Me: Hello? Mom: Michael, it’s your mother. Me: Your Majesty! How may I assist you today? Mom: I have a few questions. Me: Shoot. Mom: I just went to the new page where people can preorder my book. Me: Do you like it? Mom: Yes, but I have a few suggestions. Me: Crap. Mom: Language, Michael. Me: How many suggestions? Mom: I’ll send you a list. Me: Great. Anything else? I’ve got a roomful Read More