A Very Special Day


Yes, today is that special day when my ever-lovin’ mama was bornded. She was very young at the time, and doesn’t remember much about it, but she’s fairly certain that her mother was present.

She’s ~mumblety mumblety~ years old, but you’d never know it. Followers of this blog or of my Twitter feed know she started collecting conditions and incidents about ten years ago, and is thinking of submitting her list to the Guinness Book of World Records. Her list includes:

  • appendicitis
  • cellulitis
  • shingles
  • dysphagia
  • sciatica

And she can still run rings around me! She’s like the Rasputin of the medical indisposition world, only without the beard or the drinking or the bad character. I’m hoping I’ve inherited some of her stamina and drive. Those, coupled with my own innate indolence, ought to keep me going for a good, long time.

I hereby invite you to leave birthday wishes in the comments for my super-duper mom. πŸ™‚

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character confounds bad expectations.



I was born in Louisville, Kentucky, but now live in the woods in southern Indiana. Though I only write fiction, I love to read non-fiction. The more I learn about this world, the more fantastic I see it is.

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One thought on “A Very Special Day

  1. Jane

    January 17, 2013 at 9:44am


    Dear Ms. G:
    Thanks for letting me borrow your daughter sometimes. And thanks for those great, old-time slumber parties. And aren’t you responsible for the bourbon ball recipe?? Thanks!

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      Marian Allen

      January 17, 2013 at 11:02am

      We got the bourbon ball recipe from Mrs. Downey, who lived next door. But Mom is the impetus for my making them. πŸ˜€

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  2. Marion Driessen

    January 17, 2013 at 1:18pm

    Happy birthday, dearest Super-Duper Marian’s Mom!

    You must be a very special lady, since you have a daughter like Marian.

    Make this a wonderful and merry day. Cheers!

    ~a bunch of Dutch hugs~

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      Marian Allen

      January 17, 2013 at 2:05pm

      Mom sends her thanks! She still can’t take any food by mouth, so her friend went to the florist’s and got her a “cake” formed out of flowers. I’m going to go take a picture of it later. πŸ™‚

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