So, seriously, it’s my mom’s birthday and the woman won’t send me a recent picture so we’ll have to embarrass her the old fashioned way.

Please help me in wishing Sharon (my mom, the bringer of this sweet package of talent and wicked coolness – and by that I mean *me*) a happy birthday!

Thanks to © for supplying the cake

She’s 29 (+31). *runs*

This is she in 1956 (she’s the one that looks like this one in he back row giving her best “whachootalkinbout Willis?”:

"The hats, they do not impress me"

This is she in 1968:

I think she looks like an angel

And this is the one that means to the most to me (197*coff*):

I can think of nothing clever to boost the awesomeness of this pic

Anyway – Happy Birthday Mom! Without you, I would be a very vivid hallucination.

Much Love,


Just this fox. I'm a writer of horror and dark fantasy. I totally don't brag about it. The latter statement is an utter lie.


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