An inner argument between myself and my cynical prick self.
Me: What should we get mom for Mother's Day? Flowers? Chocolates? A spa day?
Cynical Prick Me: Ugh! Do we have to go through this every year? Mother's Day is a Hallmark holiday. It's a marketing ploy.
Me: But it's a great day to honor our moms and all the sacrifices they made to raise us.
CPM: Sacrifices? Maybe if that woman would have sacrificed 50 cents for a condom every once in a while she wouldn't have squeezed out more kids than they could afford to raise and we could have gone to college without joining the military.
Me: That's pretty harsh. She worked hard to try and make our house a home. She tried to guide us and teach us as best she could under the circumstances.
CPM: Under the circumstances... More like "under the influence." I guess she did a pretty good job when she wasn't high or drunk.
Me: She was a young mother who was married to a musician. She made mistakes and has done a lot since to make up for it.
CPM: Whatever. I am sick of arguing. What do you want to get her?
Me: Let's send a Visa gift card so she can use it on whatever she wants.
CPM: Fine. But it's not going be more than $50 and I get to write something smart assed on the card.
Me: Deal.
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