Borderlines are THE WORST. My sympathies.

Do you still go home for holidays? Is she still alive? She sounds crazy-making.

Um...haven't she and her mom been estranged for years?

I love both of these stories equally.

Those are awesome credentials!

I have two favorite mom stories. We saw Rushmore together in a theater in Atlanta, and somehow my mom missed the part where a tracksuit clad Elton John (and an army of his track suited friends) were in the same theater, watching the same movie. Afterwards, when I told her, she said, "Oh! If I'd realized it was him…

My husband's response to this news was to order a copy of the Encyclopedia Britannica. It is enormous and awesome and cost more than one thousand dollars. And this is why I married the man.

"That is cringeworthy, yet awesome, and so typical!"

Duh.

Sorry I was being vague: the place where it is difficult and expensive to get a driver's license is Germany.

"Liquor store parking lot" was all the detail I needed to understand this tale.

The omelette I make in my Vermont-shaped pan will be so tiny!

I remember that, too, as a great moment. Esp because Lesley Stahl pulled her head back and widened her eyes like somewhat had struck her.

As the child of Texans, I must share with you my crazy Texan story. My uncle, who was a crazy Texan to the nth degree, took a jar of Texas dirt into the (North Carolina) delivery room when his daughter was born and made a great show of putting it under the bed his wife was laboring on. So that his daughter could be…

If it can be made in the shape of Texas, it has been made in the shape of Texas.

But it's kind of cool that no one who has had a DUI can enter Canada from the US. That seems appropriately hardass.

My knowledge on the subject is far from encyclopedic, but my understanding is that it is difficult and expensive to get a driver's license (takes quite some time and there are mandatory classes, etc) and I believe I was told that even one infraction could take away your license for life, or at least for a long time. …

If this were Germany, he'd be in a world o' hurt, and not getting behind the wheel again for a long, long time.

I cut my own hair, and have sometimes taken it a little too short, or too...whatever. And so my running joke has been that I'm going to open a salon/self-improvement spa/Buddhist experience center called "It's Just Hair!" Because having a haircut that you don't love for two weeks (I swear to god, that is the maximum…

Yeah. This lady is 3 years older than me, and I bet I could pass for her daughter.