mother’s day (is not today)
So, I sent my mom chocolates with her Mother’s Day flowers and to my relief they are Russel Stover chocolates… I was kind of afraid they’d be florist-brand chocolates and instead of chocolates they’d be chalkalates and made out of ground up bits of chalk, leftover candlewax, and depression.
I’m spending Mother’s Day weekend with my mother, in fact. Joe-fiance-man and I drove home from our lofty Big City to come back to the low countree of our hometown to see our mothers. There’s something magnificently weird about my parents’ house, and one of my all-time favorite things to do is sleep with the windows open so that in the morning the sun is pouring in and a fresh morning breeze is wafting over me.
In unrelated related news, we’re having Chinese food for Mother’s Day dinner. My family is approximately German/Irish/English/quintessential Anglo-Saxons. So, Chinese food makes perfect sense. Right?
