I've lost count of how often I've sat in this kitchen watching my mom prepare breakfast or dinner, or bake. I sit on a high stool behind the breakfast bar and watch my mom stir, rub, roll and sprinkle various ingredients while she checks in with me – it used to be 'So Donna, how was your day? Then it became 'How was your week? The worst it's ever been is 'So Donna what have you been up to this last year?' It's not that we don't speak when I'm in D.C. or on the campaign trail, it's not that my parents don't visit me, it's just not the same, this is special time. This is the time where I decide things like giving up college to support freeriders (didn't listen to my mom on that one) or taking my chances and driving to New Hampshire to take a chance on a new life.

"Donna, pass me the honey from the cupboard behind you"

"Which honey?"

"The runny kind"

"Which runny kind?"

"Child did I never teach you to cook?"

"You taught me many things Mom but…"

"The one in the bottle with the brown label"

"Got it"

"Thank you… so Donnatella spill?"

"The honey?"

"Don't get smart with me young lady"

"Sorry Mom"

"He's the one?"

"Yes"

"I thought you'd get over that crush on your boss"

"Mom, I'm happy"

"You were doing so well, campaign spokesperson, I rang Aunt Jane every time I saw you on Television"

"That must have been quite the phone bill"

"Donnatella Moss!"

"Mom, I'm chief of staff to the incoming First Lady of the United States I think you might still be able to call Aunt Jane without being ashamed of me"

"Ashamed doesn't come into it"

"Mom what are you worried about?"

"Josh has come home with you before"

"Yes"

"You don't act any differently now than you did then – are you sure…"

"Am I sure what?"

"I'm sorry Donna but are you sure you're together, you know like a couple and not just the"

"Dysfunctional co-dependent twosome we once were?"

"I was going to say friends"

"Mom I live with him"

"You lived with him seven years ago"

"He'd just been shot!"

"You still lived with him"

"Mom I can guarantee you I get to do things now living with Josh that I didn't get to do then"

"Are you sure?"

"Am I sure I'm sleeping with my boyfriend?"

"Donna! No, are you sure you weren't then?"

"Mom! He'd just been shot!"

"Good Morning Ladies"

I feel Josh's arms circling my waist from behind and he leans in over my shoulder to plant a chaste kiss on my cheek. When he's done, he doesn't let go.

"There's coffee on the stove Josh"

"Donna, pour our guest some coffee"

"I'm a guest too, I don't live here"

"You used to, now up and pour the man some coffee"

"Mom…"

"I think you should do as your Mom tells you Donna"

"You just want coffee"

"Still"

"That's my seat"

"You got up to get me coffee"

"If you think that's going to be a regular occurrence from now on you really have another think coming"

"I only get coffee when I screw up"

"If that were true you'd get an awful lot more coffee"

"Hey!"

"I'm sorry pumpkin patch but…"

"You see, no difference"

"Sorry, excuse me Mrs Moss what was that?"

"Mom!"

"I said there's no difference"

"Mom!"

--Bring, bring, bring, bring—

"Joshua, your cell in calling"

"It's not mine Donnatella"

"It can't be mine, it's a work cell and you're the only person with the audacity to call me on Christmas day"

--Bring, bring, bring, bring --

"Shouldn't you answer it"

"Donna Moss"

"Yes, I'll hold"

"Good Morning Mrs Santos"

"Thank you, to you and the President-elect"

"I will, of course"

"Yes he's right here"

"Thank you M'am"

"Sorry Helen"

"My daughter's talking to Helen Santos!"

"Mrs Moss, Donna will basically run the First Lady's life for the next eight years"

"But she calls her on the phone, she calls her Helen"

"Mom! I've worked in the White House for years"

"Yes but you typed"

"I'm sorry Mrs Moss, you think all Donna did was type for me!"

"She was…"

"Mrs Moss, Donna typed for the first six months on the campaign, I just had to make sure her professional skills weren't compromised by her personal life"

"Oh you're just hilarious Lyman"

"Since we got to the White House all Donna has typed have been close hold memos, she staffed out everything else"

"Close Hold?"

"Sorry, anything with security clearance"

"You have security clearance?"

"Mom you really don't get what I did"

"I thought you were like Laura-Lynn"

"Laura-Lynn?"

"My dad's receptionist"

"Ado-Annie frequently, Laura-Lynn not so much"

"Josh!"

"There's really no difference between you two"

"There is Mom"

"Not a perceptible one"

"Mom, where is Josh's hand?"

"Josh would you mind removing your hand from my daughter's …um…hip… in my kitchen"

"It was on her back"

"Josh, I teach high school A.P. Anatomy you really think…?"

"Excuse me Mrs Moss"

"Louisa"

"Excuse me Louisa"

"My point is Mom that things are different now I'm with Josh, I don't have to put up with two-faced brunette spawn's of the Satan for one"

"Please tell me Sam and C.J. didn't share that with you"

"O.K. I won't tell you"

"I'm really going to have to rethink Sam's security clearance"

"He's even talked to the President about grand children"

"Donna"

"His or mine?"

"One follows the other Mom"

"He'd better marry you first"

"That can be arranged"

"Josh!"

"What?"

"You said that can be arranged"

"Well it can"

"Don't you think you'd better ask me first"

"That would be part of the arrangements"

"Oh"

"Would that be ok?"

"I think so"