Well thank god that's over. Breakfast-in-bed. Check. Gifts. Check. Day Spa Massage. Check. Flowers. Damnit! Undying love and support. I'm friggin exhausted!
But now, finally, we can all focus on more important things in life ... like Father's Day. So goodbye Mother's Day -- you greeting card-contrived holiday that sends dads everywhere into a state of anxiety and gloom, fearful they won't get the right gift or offer just enough time away from the kids to give mom a break but also not cripple all the hard work she's put into them. Three weeks, is it?
And hello Father's Day -- you greeting card-contrived holiday that sends moms into a state of euphoria because they can finally get that bastard out of the house for three weeks and have some quality time with the kids ... or is that just me?
Anyway, I want a watch. And also what every red-blooded American man wants when he wakes up late on that balmy Sunday June morning ... another season of the "Gilmore Girls."
