Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Bright Spot to the Day

...was reading this about the meanest mom on earth.
Last November, Hambleton and her husband bought their 19-year-old son, Steven, a 1999 Oldsmobile Intrigue. He's a college freshman, and they thought he could use some wheels.

Mom had two rules for the car:

No booze.

Keep it locked.

...Three weeks later, Mom's radar kicked in. "I had a feeling," she said in interviews.

Hambleton's radar led her straight to the underbelly of Steven's front car seat. She leaned down, took a peek and there it was: A bottle of Smirnoff's Pomegranate Fusion.

...Steven insisted the alcohol wasn't his, and Hambleton believed him, bless her motherly heart. But a rule had been broken, and the car was history.

...In the meantime, the car has been sold and Hambleton has apologized to her son for humiliating him in public.
Yes, no hand-wringing, boo-hoo what shall we do. Actions and consequences.

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