We are spending a quiet Mother's Day, here at Casa Sneed. Yesterday was the big day for us this weekend. Mrs. Sneed and Daughter Sneed culminated three years of hard work, by receiving their masters degrees in marriage and family therapy. Mrs. Sneed's sister came all the way from California to be here for the ceremony. The Sneed children and their respective families were in attendance. In fact, all the Sneeds showed up except for two individuals. First of all, Cletus Sneed, who likely has no idea that his mother was attending school these past three years, was absent as expected. Then there was Merle Wayne Sneed, yours truly. I could not make it because I couldn't get the day off from my piss ant hardware store job. Try as I might, no one would trade with me. I figuered it would be a slam dunk to get someone to trade Saturday for Mother's Day, but like most times, I was mistaken. Call me a jackass, if you will. I suppose I could have given the store an ultimatum, give me the day off or I quit, but that is a slippery slope. No one wants to work around a guy who is one slight from quitting in a huff. I'm always one slight from quitting in a huff, but they don't need it shoved in their faces. So, I worked yesterday, but I did make it to the post-commencement festivities at Daughter Sneed's house. I am giving notice right now that when Mrs. Sneed gets her Ph.D, I'm definitely taking the day off. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky