Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for May 06, 2012
Transcript:
Mom (out of frame): Want anything? Cathy: No, thanks. Mom: Here, Cathy! You have the nice hot piece of toast. I'll have the burned crust. Cathy: That used to make me crazy, mom, but I'm not trying to change you anymore. Now I lovingly accept our silly little differences as part of my heritage. I don't need to lock horns with you anymore. Don't need to top you...Rebel against you...Or try to reform you! I can't control you. I can only control my response to you...And I joyfully choose to step back and let you be you! Mom: Here's a fresh fruit salad. I'll just have these shriveled old grapes. Cathy: For crying out loud, mom! Show some self-respect! Mom: I win. Cathy: I quit.
Hi Cathyites!! Glad you survived Hendelca!! Not sure I ever felt all that elated after a recital.
Hugs back to you lightenup, and glad I made you and Aaron happy Billy!! Also LOVE Aaron’s idea of “mom’s” setting being “ashes.” Too funny!!!! Don’tcha just love martyrs?!?