Rating: G

Spoilers: Post-ep for The Stackhouse Filibuster

Notes: A quickie answer to a challenge

Synopsis: Mother Lyman responds to her baby boy's email



Grandchildless in Connecticut
By Lacy


To: jlyman@whitehouse.gov
From: proudmom@aol.com
Subject: Re: You'll never believe….
10:26PM 03-15-01

Josh,

I seem to recall -- in the distant recesses of my memory -- having a
son that goes by the name 'Josh'. I could be wrong, though.

You know what they say - about the memory being the first thing to
desert you in your old age. You must be getting old, Josh, because I
was beginning to believe that you forgot you even had a mother. And
if you're getting old, that must mean that I'm getting old.

So here I am. Old and grandchildless <<nudge, nudge>>

You'll be getting right on that, won't you? Don't you roll your eyes
at me, young man! I am your mother. No one knows what's better for
you than I do.

Except possibly Donna.

She's got a good head on her shoulders, Josh. And a big heart. I
know this because *she* calls me on a regular basis. Sometimes just
to talk - imagine that!

In fact, you can thank Donna for your new shoes, at least in part.
During our last conversation, she mentioned (in an off-hand way) that
your shoes were looking a little rag-tag. She notices these things,
Josh. Does that tell you anything?

Really, Josh! Do I have to do everything for you? I did not raise my
son to be…what's the word these kids are using today? Ah, I remember
now. CLUELESS. Wake up and smell the coffee she doesn't bring you.

For your own good, Joshua

For the good of the country

For the good of mankind

For the good of your poor grandchildless mother

I'm thrilled that everything with Stackhouse turned out well. In the
end I think everyone did the right thing. I know you were annoyed,
since you were unable to leave for Florida on schedule, but I think in
time that you'll appreciate the events on a grander scale. Someday,
you'll be able to tell my grandchildren (soon) how you witnessed a
real life filibuster.

At any rate, I'm headed off to bed. You're welcome for the shoes, and
thank you for the email. Tell everyone at the Big White House, I said
hello.

And give Donna my love. ;)


Grandchildless in Connecticut,

Mom