Diva amendment.

My mother was upset that I didn’t include her on my diva post. I guess she doesn’t realize that I didn’t include her for good reason…she is what I would consider the anti-diva. The closest she comes to acting like a diva is being guilty by association – she did, after all, breed and raise six of them.
Here’s why my mom is NOT a diva: she only drinks real Coke, no diet for her; she once took a baseball to the eye playing catch with my brother, which resulted in a HUGE shiner and she didn’t even complain; she has cooked, cleaned, chauffeured, and done laundry for seven children and my dad for most of her adult life; she likes to watch football, baseball and golf on TV; and she always puts others before herself.
Now that I think of it though, my mom does participate in one truly inappropriate diva only activity - she gets together every month with some of her wacky lady friends to play bonco. I might have to take back what I said about her being the anti-diva. Being in a bonco group almost guarantees top diva status. Everybody watch out – Deeba might be a closet diva! Who knows, she could secretly be skipping work today to get a pedicure and have a diet coke while nobody watches.