Dear Mom,

I'm going in for, what I've been told via a friend, is a mayor operation on the 13th of September and then no more driving for 6 weeks, which in my life is SWEET. No more geting up before the sun's up, no more screaming for the kids to get dressed and ready or else I'm going to be late for work etc., this lovely chore has been divided between my Mom, her husband and my little sis.

The more mornings Mom has to do, the better. Everytime the kids do something impossible or really naughty she sits back, laughs and says : "Payback is SWEET! " One would swear that lil' old me was difficult to raise....

So, Mom, as I'm always telling you: karma works both ways. You didn't hink you were gonna get away with all those laughs did ya?

Remember that I laughed at you with lunges? What did I get in return: three days with malfunctioning legs! BUT I've risen above that and can now do lunges with weights (only just...)

Mom, you're right: payback will be sweet and thanks for offering to help

:o)