Has Your Mother Ever Met You

I need a little bit of color in the kitchen, I lied. My husband laughed. He knows that I do not “do” little. I tore it up, and redid it from top to bottom. It went from dull, blah, ordinary brown and beige to an extravaganza. “I would never be bold enough to try this!” my cousin said. “Why did you do it?” asked me mother. She thrives on brown and beige. “Has your mother ever met YOU?” my husband asked after she left.