It's Mother's Day. Again.
I've got nothing against it, but I can't say I have anything for it either. It has nothing to do with loving or not loving my mother. Clearly, I do. Ok, maybe not so clearly.
Like everyone, she has her good days, or days when she is a big pain in the ass. What can I say? I'm not talking out of school - she knows she can be. And she knows it because I tell her.
Don't be too judgmental of me, she is absolutely fine telling me what a pain in the ass I am. And I am.
Today she'll get candy. Last year it was cookies, in which I got a $150 speeding ticket. No chance of that happening this year. I hope - I mean, I already picked up the candy yesterday, so unless there is time machine that takes me back, I'm in the clear.
I know candy seems lame, but there isn't a thing she needs, and her kids and grandkids will eat most of it anyway.
Song by: Abba
5 comments:
You can't give "stuff" to senior parents. What are they going to do with it? It has to be consumable or perishable. That leaves a few good choices: candy, restaurant meal, flowers or tickets (not for speeding). My mom gets chocolate when I'm there and flowers when I'm not.
I got a nice meal out on Friday with the husband. My son is taking me to Iron Man 2 on IMAX today. :)
I'd steal your post and pass it off as my own if it wasn't against blogger etiquet to do so. This describes my relationship with my Mom to a Tee!
I'd steal your post and pass it off as my own if it wasn't against blogger etiquet to do so. This describes my relationship with my Mom to a Tee!
Perhaps we can call it Mothers and Mother Fucker's Day, so that it can still be all about you... Not sure what candy and flowers go with that but I would buy you some chocolate covered bacon.
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