More Grateful Than Ever for My Mother

• Egads, let's pretend this much time hasn't passed. 
• Okay?
• Okay.
• I love pretending. 
• I'm going to pretend that I'm not having a hard time writing these days.
• I'm also going to pretend that I didn't just get sucked into Kate Plus 8.
• I have sympathy for Kate.
• You know, with those 8 and minus that 1.
• Can't be easy.
• But the girl gives me anxiety
• Some or all of the 9 need a Xanax.
• In fact, I feel like I need one.
• And yet, I can't stop watching.
• I should be asleep.
• I'm in a terrible sleep pattern.
• The pattern is stay up way too late, and then sleep in late or get up early feeling groggy.
• If Kate were my mommy, she would scream at me to get to sleep.
• I want to go to sleep, Kate, but you're scaring me.
• I mean, bless your heart, but seriously.
• Wow.
• Okay, I'm going to bed now.
• And expecting anxiety-ridden dreams.

You know what drives me nuts?

That the word buses doesn't have two Ss in the middle. It should be be busses, I say. That's been bothering me for years.