Showing posts from June, 2012

That Little Old Lady

Unbeknownst to her, I call my mom "China" when I speak of her.
No, its not because of that lady wrestler from long ago -- its actually an odd reference to a porcelein doll. Why? I can't even remember now, but I drum up this memory as my mom and "Fatman"(cue the 70s Batman theme) head to NZ for a six week visit and their first Western adventure.