Wishing you a happy Mother’s Day and an expensive buffet with unlimited shrimp.

MOTHER’S DAY, 6:43 A.M. Good morning one and all. It’s not quite 7 a.m., Sam just left for his daily walk at Samuell Park, and I’ve been up since the crack of dawn … ready to start my day with another Howdygram post. Today, of course, it’s a little different. It’s MOTHER’S DAY, and I’d like to wish lots of love — and hopefully an expensive Mother’s Day brunch with unlimited shrimp — to all you mamas out there.

Sayonara, thank you for reading this and remember the Alamo.

Before I forget, the Howdygram would like to wish y’all a very happy Mother’s Day in case you’re a mother, an expectant mother, a grandmother, or just have a uterus that’s ready for action. In your honor I even invented the following tasteful graphic and uploaded a similar version to my Facebook page. So I definitely think I’ve covered all the angles for Mother’s Day, am I right?

My mother was very, very clean and made good spaghetti and meatballs.

I would like to sing a little song in honor of Mother’s Day, okay? Sing along with me to the familiar tune of “Happy Birthday.”

My new senior citizen recipe is so delicious you might have a nervous breakdown.

A slightly-belated Mother’s Day to you and yours from your friends at Howdygram headquarters! I sincerely meant to post the following graphic yesterday but got caught up in a variety of intense Sunday activities that included two naps, not getting hit by a tornado and eating things.