A Mother’s Day

Holly says she doesn’t care about Jeremy’s lifestyle but she doesn’t understand is why he‘s proud of it.

Jeremy is her favorite son: a tall blond man who looks old enough
to be her husband.

People who are ‘not in the know’ say that Holly and Jeremy make a beautiful couple.

Holly prefers to believe that it’s her youthful good looks that fools people.

Holly says she loves her sinner but hates his sin and when Jeremy is ready to live God’s plan, she will accept him on his own terms.

It’s that other one; his partner:  a militant faggot that wants Jeremy more liberated.

Holly doesn’t think her son needs that kind of liberation.

Last week Jeremy’s ‘husband’ complained about the greeting cards
Holly sends.

Bob calls them Hallmark Torpedoes because Holly always includes Bob’s name on a yellow post it.

As Holly explains it,  “If those boys ever separate, and I pray they don’t–Jeremy can peel out the Bob’s name without destroying the meaning of the card.”

Bob  denounced Holly as a wig with teeth!

He demanded that Jeremy, “do something!”

Jeremy flew to Ohio from LA and invited Holly to a special
Mother’s Day dinner at the Airport Holiday Inn.

He accused her of covert homophobia.

Holly wept into her chef’s salad.

She reached across the table to take Jeremy’s hand and said softly through her tears: “Bob hates me. And he hates your family. I have always loved you as you are. Just as you are!”

Holly composed herself and pierced a slice of Blue Cheese covered ham with her fork.

She could almost read Jeremy’s mind: “How can I speak to my Mother like this? How can I make her cry?”

“I’ve already got your Christmas gift.” Holly said with a persecuted smile.

Jeremy’s face brightened at the chance to change the subject.

“Is it almost Christmas? I’ve been so busy . . . I‑Is the gift for both of us?”

“Oh, I saw something that was perfect for your Partner! Is that the right word?  Partner?””

“Yes.” Jeremy smiled.

Holly pierced another slice of ham: “Hickory Farms has an organic tea service with samples of over a hundred bags of tea! Does Bob drink tea?”

Jeremy gripped his Mother’s hand to support her inclusion of his partner in her Christmas shopping and smiled. “Our apartment reeks of peppermint tea.”

Holly released a long and exaggerated sigh: “I’m so happy!” she said. “It comes with a man-sized mug and one of those heating elements for boiling water.”

Holly beamed.

“And you know what Hickory Farms calls it? Solitaire . . . Isn’t that clever?”

(c) Rob Goldstein 2015-2017

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HOLLY Day 16 – #WorldWatercolorGroup

Holiday cheer from Yesterday After

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– Winter Wonderland – Day 16  HOLLY

Winter Wonderland 31 Days 31 Paintings Challenge!!!

Yesterday was 16/31 Charlie’s  prompt list says  “HOLLY”  I am joining  doodlewash  if you like to do watercolor painting or ink-wash or sketckes you can still able to join this December Challenge, you’re invited!

This is a little bit a late post for this Holly prompt for Day 16. I made it yesterday, but had no time to post it, so I have posted this right now and I will post later on my today’s painting!

Details about my watercolors:
 watercolors are outlined with black and white ink pens. I used  French Artists Watercolors  Sennelier  l’Aguarelle 12 demi-godets half-pans travel metal box  Ink pens used  Pigma Micron Black ink #02, white Uni-ball Signo gel pen and a black ink  Pilot Prera…

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Fur Family

One of my favorite Flickr contacts has started to blog on WordPress and I couldn’t be more pleased…:)

Karen Lee Kleis

I can’t have an online blog without introducing my fur family, past and present. They have been and are such a big part of my life. After my boy Ozzie passed away in 2014, I went almost 2 years before adopting another dog. Life without a dog can be pretty darned sad.

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This is Holly. I adopted her from a Collie rescue organization in 1999 when she was 5 years old. She was the first pet I had had in 20 years. She gave me a reason to look outside myself and changed my entire perspective on life. She passed away from kidney failure in 2010 at the very old age of 15. I don’t have many pictures of her because she was gone soon after I took up photography again. This is an art piece I did recently as a remembrance of her.

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