P.S. - It Was A Double Reference, Honest!

I should have realized; should have capitalized upon it; seized the moment . . .

but, alas, I, as a daughter, failed miserably yesterday.

You see, I phoned my Mom last night, to wish her Happy Birthday before the day was actually passed.

At the *exact* same moment her phone rang on the Nebraska prairie, she had surfed the 'net and landed on ChoiceCentral.

She read the words: "I Love My Mother!"
She read the words: "I love you mom!"

and to her BirthdayBrain, the post she was reading was *certainly* an ode to her wonderful characteristics, penned by a loving, doting, and thoughtful child.

HA!

'Tis to laugh, for indeed . . . I, the poster - post the IsraeliBoys' snag of my blank screen - captured the moment in real time for what it was ~ nary giving a thought to the woman who gave birth to me many years ago, living many miles away.

:sigh:

Forgive me, Mother. I know you live to be recognized here on my blog [*not!*]!

To make up for my shortcomings, perhaps the global grouping of Choosers 'net-wide would be willing to join me in wishing you, my delightful and wonderful; gracious and gentile mother, a Belated Blogpost Birthday.

(You will, won't you, Choosers?)

:D