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Charie D. La Marr, mayor ofPersiphoniaover 15 years agoNanette Simmons is a mother. Having an hour to take a bath and wash her hair alone is a great day for her. She has five kids. Twin 5 year olds, a three year old, an 18 month old toddler and a 6 month old baby. With the twins now in kindergarten, she is lucky if she manages to get the other three to nap at the same time so she can get a little bit of housecleaning done. With Daddy working late tonight, Nanette picked the twins up at school and went directly to the grocery store to do her weekly shopping. She was so exhausted that the idea of going home and cooking dinner was just too much for her. As much as she tries not to, occasionally she takes them out for fast food. Today was one of those days. At Mickey D’s she ordered three Happy Meals for the older kids and a cheeseburger and French fries with coffee for herself. She got the toddler into a high chair and gave her a couple fries to chew on while the others age. The infant slept peacefully in his baby chair. The peace and quiet lasted about fifteen minutes before the twins and the three year old started fighting. The baby was crying. Mortified that people were looking at them, she hurried them out to the car, buckled them all in and pulled out of the parking lot. She was about ten blocks away when she suddenly realized she’d left something in the restaurant. Lizzy, her 18 month old daughter. Now in tears and telling herself what a horrible mother she was, she turned the car around and headed back, Unbuckling all the kids and dragging them back in, she expected to find little Lizzy screaming frantically. Instead, the little girl was still sitting in the high chair, happily playing with a plastic spoon and chewing on a big long French fry while chattering away to an elderly woman who was sitting beside her. Nanette broke into tears, telling the woman how grateful she was that the woman sat with Lizzy until she returned. The woman smiled. She told Nanette that she once had 6 under the age of 7—back in the days when diapers were made of cloth and had to be washed. Her husband worked two jobs to support them and she spent most of her time alone with the family. They didn’t even have a car for her to get out of the house when her husband was working. She hated to admit it, but once she took the children to the park and returned home missing one. When she returned to the park, she found her son Ronald sitting with another mother and her two children sharing a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. She felt like she was the worst mother in the world. But, she added, Ronald was now 36 and a surgeon, so somehow he had managed to survive the ordeal. Her name is Emma Greenfield, and she told Nannette that she is now a widow. Her kids have all moved on and she doesn’t get to see them or her 12 grandchildren very often. Nanette told Emma that she has no family in Persiphonia either. As they talked, Nanette realized that Emma lived only a few blocks from her. So sitting there in the Mc Donald’s over coffee, they made a deal. If Emma would be interested, Nanette and the 6 little Simmons kids were up for adoption. Emma has now become their unofficial grandma. Lizzy was packed into the car along with the others and took a long nap and while Emma fed the baby and entertained the three others, Nanette took a long, long bubble bath. Being a mother is a really hard job sometimes. Trust me—it isn’t a for the faint of heart. But having a grandma around to help out can make all the difference in the world. One day Nanette will tell Lizzy about the day she got left in Mickey D’s and they will have a really good laugh about it. She’s planning on doing it on the day Lizzy graduates from Med School. Please remember to POP or Entertain us back often when you see us down. I am back up to 1000 connections, but have started dumping 2x weekly poppers. I ONLY accept cities who send a FRIEND REQUEST. Don’t ask here and don’t send me a message to my inbox. It can’t keep up with it as it is. ONLY friend requests will be considered in the order they arrive. I intend to give preference to people who have loyally popped Persiphonia though they were non-connections. We autopop every night at midnight or as close to midnight as we remember to. AND NOW FOR THE LATEST NEWS … Tales of Persiphonia is now online! I am in the process of adding all of the tales from way back in the beginning, along with my personal tips for playing the game and other cool Persiphonia stuff. You can find us at http://persiphonia.wordpress.com/ Drop by often. Leave comments. We love to hear from you! I am almost up to date adding the old ones to the blog. Sincerely yours, Persiphone Hellecat, Mayor, Empress, Queen and Exaulted Grand Poobah of Persiphonia, Land of the Free and Home of the Bipolar. (We have an excellent medical plan that includes prescriptions!) A PROUD NO NUKES CITY!!! We are now SOLAR!!! Let the sun shine in!
Charie D. La Marr, mayor ofPersiphoniaover 15 years agoHappy Mother’s Day to all. Today’s story will be brief because I am much too busy being a Domestic Goddess—enjoying a lazy day in bed with a bubble bath, breakfast in bed, chocolates and the whole nine yards. We have a law in Persiphonia regarding Mother’s Day. It’s quite simple. Any son or daughter not calling their mother by 8 PM is in violation of that law. All that mother has to do is call the nearest police station (and we have LOTS) and give the name and address of the child in violation. We will send someone over to pick them up and they will be our guests for one night in jail. They will only be released when they agree to send their mothers one dozen roses, a card saying they are sorry they missed Mother’s Day and place a call to Mom. We have the numbers of several florists available at the jail so they can call and place the order before they leave. We even have a nice selection of cards available. For second offenders, we have a stricter penalty. Not only are they guests of Persiphonia for the night, but we have a special device that can replicate labor pains. Interestingly enough, nobody has ever become a third time offender. Once they spend a couple hours enduring what it feels like to be in the final stages of labor, they not only send their mother flowers for Mother’s Day, but they personally deliver them along with candy as well. Then there is the worst offense—husbands who tell the mothers of their children “I didn’t get you anything because you’re not my mother. They spend a week cleaning the sides of our roads as part of our chain gang. And gentlemen—kindly remember that anything with a cord on the end of it doesn’t count as a Mother’s Day present. Show up with a vacuum cleaner, toaster, iron or microwave and get a “Go To Jail Free†card. Tonight at midnight, I will go down to the jail and wake up all of our “guestsâ€. At that time, I will deliver my annual lecture on why it is important to remember Mother’s Day. Then, they will spend some time cleaning out the jail with toothbrushes. When they are done, they may return to sleep. Very few of them manage to get in more than a nap before it’s time to get up, order the flowers and call their mothers. Then we kick them out and send them on their way to work. Today, we are sending along florists with hundreds of roses to be delivered to the mothers of your city compliments of Persiphonia. For entertainment, a double feature. Irene Dunne in the classic ‘I Remember Mama’ and the ultimate mother movie—‘Mommie Dearest.’ No Wire Hangers EVER!!! Always good for a chuckle. And now, back to my Godiva raspberry crèmes. Happy Mother’s Day to all! Please remember to POP or Entertain us back often when you see us down. I am back up to 1000 connections, but have started dumping 2x weekly poppers. I ONLY accept cities who send a FRIEND REQUEST. Don’t ask here and don’t send me a message to my inbox. It can’t keep up with it as it is. ONLY friend requests will be considered in the order they arrive. I intend to give preference to people who have loyally popped Persiphonia though they were non-connections. We autopop every night at midnight or as close to midnight as we remember to. AND NOW FOR THE LATEST NEWS … Tales of Persiphonia is now online! I am in the process of adding all of the tales from way back in the beginning, along with my personal tips for playing the game and other cool Persiphonia stuff. You can find us at http://persiphonia.wordpress.com/ Drop by often. Leave comments. We love to hear from you! I am almost up to date adding the old ones to the blog. Sincerely yours, Persiphone Hellecat, Mayor, Empress, Queen and Exaulted Grand Poobah of Persiphonia, Land of the Free and Home of the Bipolar. (We have an excellent medical plan that includes prescriptions!) A PROUD NO NUKES CITY!!! We are now SOLAR!!! Let the sun shine in! 2 Posts Available
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