Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 353

Happy Gram

I received an email today from school asking if I want to send a Happy Gram.

A what? I know not what this is, but it has the word ‘happy’ in, so sure, I’ll take a look.

A Happy Gram: A small gesture is all it takes to put a smile on someone’s face and Send a Happy Gram is an easy way to brighten someone’s day. In just a few clicks, you can send a happy gram to anyone in the US.’

What is a Happy Gram? It’s simple, a sweet treat, and a thoughtful message, handwritten on a vintage inspired card – all in a brown paper package, tied up with string, delivered direct to their mailbox all without you having to step foot in a post office – isn’t that just lovely! :-)’

That would make me happy.

That would make me happy.

Yes, that is lovely, and to be honest, with this crappy old weather I almost contemplated sending one to myself.

I totally love the sentiment and it’s something I can see I would have used in the UK at work to cheer up my staff members when they were feeling blue because a) the fella’s been out drinking Stella, or b) they missed an episode of Sherlock, or c) they got an utter pasting in an executive meeting and they simply can’t go on with their day (look, I worked in PR – there was drama! πŸ˜‰ ).

So, yes, I’ll have a Happy Gram delivered, please, if anyone is up to the task – but make mine a healthy treat, please!

Mom vs mum

There are many, many differences between parenting styles in the UK. We all do things differently, of course. Whatever works. However, I’ve noticed significant US and UK differences being on this side of the pond. Some things I like, and some things I am shaking my head, invariably muttering ‘WTF?’.

We Brit mums, when we meet up, do discuss the British and American cultural differences in parenting styles, and, let me tell you, those conversations can go on for hours over several hot cups of tea! And so, when asked about it by the lovely Miranda, I said, ‘yes, it is a topic very worthy of a tongue-in-cheek post’.

And so here, for your pleasure, is that very post. Enjoy parents everywhere!

This is me being a mum. And yes, I am sunbathing ;)

This is me being a mum. And yes, I am sunbathing πŸ˜‰

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7 Responses to Desperate English Housewife in Washington, chapter 353

  1. Andy says:

    Where can I find the miserable old git gram?

  2. Ian says:

    When my old man would come over to the US, he’d always say to people in shops and restaurants “Please don’t wish me to have a nice day. Today I want a totally horrid day!” The shock on people’s faces was as funny as… πŸ˜€

  3. I think that’s a lovely idea. There’s enough gloom and doom in this world and while I like a good moan from time to time, most of us complain about silly sh*t, including a lot of first word problems. I would love to see the return of handwritten notes and letters and this is a good start.

  4. Sally says:

    Where I grew up (Boston area), we call our mothers “mum.” Saying “mom” feels unnatural to me!

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