The Day Before

Faithful churchgoer that I am, I ponder how the preachers will handle the coincidence of Pentecost and Mother's Day. I have no idea. Good thing I'm not a preacher. They most certainly won't ignore Pentecost. How will they tie the two together? Will they tie the two together?

Meanwhile my New Orleans pal, Oyster, at Your Right Hand Thief wants to know:

When did Mother's Day become Mother's Weekend?

Poor guy. He can't handle coddling Lovely, his dear wife, for a whole weekend. He's already worn out. I answered him in his comments:

Oyster, my friend, I love ya, but my word to you this weekend is, "SUCK IT UP!" Ya can't win this one.

Which is the perfect lead-in to this joke from Susan S.:

What Do You Do All Day?

A man came home from work and found his three children
outside, still in their pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and
wrappers strewn all around the front yard.

The door of his wife's car was open, as was the front door to the house and there was no sign of the dog. Proceeding into the entry, he found an even bigger mess. A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a Cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, the fridge door was open wide, dog food was spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a small pile of sand was spread by the back door.

He quickly headed up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes, looking for his wife. He was worried she might be ill, or that something serious had happened. He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way out
the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet towels, scummy soap and
more toys strewn over the floor. Miles of toilet paper lay in a heap and
toothpaste had been smeared over the mirror and walls. As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up in the bed in her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and asked how his day went.

He looked at her bewildered and asked, 'What happened here today?'
She again smiled and answered, 'You know every day when you come
home from work and you ask me what in the world do I do all day?'

"Yes," was his incredulous reply.

She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."

Of course, this joke one only works for the moms who don't have outside jobs, but you can project, because most working wives generally do these home chores along with their outside jobs. Before you guys bombard me, I know that there are men who are the exceptions, men who do pull their weight and that you are one of them.