Every Friday morning, I have one job that I must complete before my Friday workday begins. Every Friday morning, I have to pick up my mom from the beauty shop.
Every Friday, except for the one Friday that I totally forgot her, I have accomplished this task without incident and had the joy of meeting some really nice ladies. Mom accuses me of arriving early to pick her up because I enjoy the company of these ladies, which isn’t entirely untrue.
I must say these ladies of the Erwin beauty shop circuit are loyal readers of the columns I write on Thursday and I enjoy discussing the events of the day with them. I often ask them for suggestions and ideas about what to write about since I fly by the seat of my pants on a weekly basis waiting for inspiration to strike.
While they would rather leave the topic of conversation up to me, recently Mrs. Peggy spoke up and said, “We are tired of politics.”
Mrs. Peggy after the year we have just had, who could blame you?
I get the message, Mrs. Peggy, so for at least one week, let’s throw out the old and usher in the new.
Speaking of ushering in the new, as the ladies of the beauty shop know, my mother has a new grandchild that she is very proud of, as she should be. But as I would discover after the Christmas holiday, my new little nephew is stealing quite a bit of my thunder inside my mother’s house.
For as long as I can remember, my picture has been on the bookshelf over the television in my mother’s living room. But now, thanks to my sister and the new baby, my picture has been deemed unworthy of display.
Not only have I been removed, a picture of me and my daughter, Sarah, has also been removed to make room for the new baby pictures. That’s right folks, if you want to see photos of me and my family all you have left is the family photo taken over 10 years ago unless you are willing to open the bookshelf drawer where all the old outdated photos are stored.
Don’t get me wrong, my new nephew is adorable and I’m going to be his favorite uncle, but seriously Mom, until he can pick you up from the beauty shop, Sarah and I want back on the bookshelf.
Seriously mom, it’s not easy being old news, so remember that before you kick us to the curb.
We are not opposed to the new baby having a few glamour shots on the bookshelf but the prime location to the right side of the television just isn’t going to work for me. Happy New Year everyone, I hope the year will be good to each and everyone of you and you never find your pictures missing from your mom’s bookshelf.
Jimmy Parker lives in Erwin. Contact him at email@example.com.