tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9113078734048084875.post4630046099980744915..comments2023-03-27T07:04:19.816-05:00Comments on mundane jane: If you are my mom, please don't read this.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9113078734048084875.post-42807074236982527532007-05-31T10:11:00.000-05:002007-05-31T10:11:00.000-05:00Every time I read your writing it reminds me again...Every time I read your writing it reminds me again of how good you are. I never really forget that you are a good witer. I just forget to remember. Thanks, for doing your stuff and sharing it with all of us.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9113078734048084875.post-1182075871269057902007-05-31T10:07:00.000-05:002007-05-31T10:07:00.000-05:00Dear Sir:I don't know who you are or why you are t...Dear Sir:<BR/><BR/>I don't know who you are or why you are trying to get me into trouble.<BR/><BR/>However, best of luck with that sister thing.Mundane Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00477373984599476711noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9113078734048084875.post-24026338769654226272007-05-31T09:54:00.000-05:002007-05-31T09:54:00.000-05:00After reading your latest Blog, "If you are my mom...After reading your latest Blog, "If you are my mom, please don't read this."<BR/>I am deeply concerned my cell phone bill and voice mailbox will increase expediously because I know I will shortly begin receiving many calls from "MOM" in a huff saying things like, When is the last time you spoke to your sister? "Do you believe what your sister published on the web about me?" "Do you know what your sister is up to?", "What are we going to do with your sister?". And as always after about 24 seconds of this I will raise my voice, begin to use explicitives and she will change the subject to the weather in Michigan or New Mexico. As you know we both love her deeply but the true facts are, as I have explained to you for many years now,is that you are your mothers daughter and you will be exactly like her in the not to distant future and if you don't believe me just ask your daughter, who incidently thinks your "as nutty as a pecan pie." <BR/>Love,<BR/>Your brotherAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com