Mother's Day is this month and I just realized that out of the six years I've been working here, I've never shown appreciation to one of the most important people in my life: my mom.
It ain't easy being mommy Chu. You think dealing with me for a few years is bad, she's had to put up with my crap for 28 years plus those extra nine months she carried me around in her womb. Now that takes a strong person.
Sure we butt heads sometimes when I find her snooping through my room or opening my mail when she comes to visit. Or when she insists on throwing food on my plate even though I said I don't want any more. Or even when she gives me crap about not sleeping enough and going to the gym too much. But that's what moms do, isn't it?
Sometimes she'll call to tell me about some lame article she read in the Taiwanese newspaper, to ask for the 100th time how to log onto her e-mail account, to talk about a Clippers game, or to tell me that I need to clean their garage because all my car parts are cluttering it up.
Nobody is a bigger supporter of me, despite the fact that she hates me working my ass off every month for a meager paycheck. She carries around the latest copies of Super Street and Project Car in her giant purse just to show people what I do. I can hear the excitement in her voice when she calls to tell me that she ran into someone that reads my stories in Super Street. She even gets mad that I don't have all my trophies and plaques displayed up somewhere.
Happy Mother's Day to my mom and all the other moms out there.