Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Mommy's Yukky Day
I'm tellin' you Beau Beau, Mommy is not in a good mood today. Nosiree. She came home a'mumblin an a'grumblin about somefin called admin- or adminny-strative professen-als day. Effurry year she does'n yike it. Some beans gets lots of fings like fleurs from the good bosses and some beans gets nuffing. It was a-posed to be a day to make people feel a'pre-she-ated but sometimes it makes them feels bad instead specially when they do so much for some beans and they don't even cares or they forgets. They never forgets to do fings for them all year. She's mumblin bout made up hall-mark holidays. Beau Beau - what's a Hall-mark? Is that what you do wif your claws on the wall? What's dat have to do wif adminny's day? Whatever it is it makes Mommy feel furry bad. She doesn yike gettin' singled out. They don't have special days for all the other peoples jobbies so it must be a furry bad job all-a-time if they has to have a special day jus so people will a'preshe-ate adminnys. We better gives her special hugs efurry day to makes her feel good and strong so someday she can break frew what she calls the glass ceiling. I don't even want to tink about what the glass ceiling means. That's even stranger than the hall-marky ting. This is all furry tiring Beau Beau. I tinks we have to take a nappy now an sleep on it. Maybe it'll all be better in the morning.