You only go around once in life. So grab all the gusto you can. Oh. Wait. Val is not encouraging you to drink Schlitz beer. What she MEANT to say was, grab all the Mother's Day swag that you can!
Here's my take.
Two 5 x 7 spiral notebooks
A leather-bound journal
A planner
A two-pack of Paper Mate Profile Retractable Pens
(With the super-soft comfort grip, extra-smooth writing system, and easy-glide feel!)
A card from The Pony
A card from Hick
Okay. Everything except that one card was from The Pony. He knows just what I like. Hick, however, had volunteered to barbecue our supper so I didn't have to cook. All I had to do was cut up some baby carrots, some onions, wrap some corn-on-the-cob in foil, make The Pony a salad, and make my own BBQ slaw. Hick handled the T-Bone, the pork steaks, and the boneless skinless chicken breasts, which were mainly for my lunches all week.
Let the record show that the final product was delicious.
By 9:00 a.m., I had received calls and texts from Genius, HOS (Hick's oldest son), and The Veteran (Hick's second-oldest son) wishing me a happy Mother's Day. HOS also came out to the homestead to give me a plant.
Genius had planned to surprise me, but had a deadline with the solar car. They're taking it on the road this summer, competing against other colleges. He's still working full time until June 1st. So he's planning to drop in this Sunday for The Pony's graduation. And to see Puppy Jack, who I believe he called hideous in an early picture. We'll see what Puppy Jack has to say about that.
This Mother's Day certainly beat the pants off The $3.00 Change Purse and Two Boxes of Sno-Caps Mother's Day.
I know he is your son, and he is a genius, but he better back off on puppy Jack. Puppy Jack is NOT hideous!
ReplyDeleteSounds like a nice Mother's Day.
When Genius sees Puppy Jack, I'm sure he will reconsider his initial judgment.
DeleteThis was one of the better ones. Hick and Genius had planned to surprise me, until Genius got caught up in the solar car. I wondered why Hick said we were eating at 4:00, when it's usually after 6:00 on Sunday.
Sounds like you were treated like the remarkable wife and mother you are.
ReplyDeleteI am very unremarkable and unworthy, but they treated me well this year.
DeleteSounds like you had a good one!!
ReplyDeleteCan't complain! Which makes Val a dull blog-writer.
DeleteWhat fun! You got some great gifts and a delicious meal. Sounds like it was a perfect day!
ReplyDeleteIt was top-notch. Now I'll expect it next year. They don't yet know what they've done.
DeleteYou are well-worthy of all the praise, gifts and kisses you got, Val. Not to mention the T-bone, the pork steak and the boneless skinless chicken breasts. Yum!
ReplyDeleteThank you. That's sweet.
DeleteWe are on our second day of leftovers!
Nothing less than you deserve Val - I'm glad they made such a fuss of you. Sounds like a great day!
ReplyDeleteThanks. It WAS a fuss for those two, and almost Genius.
DeleteCouldn't they have thrown in a couple boxes of Sno-Caps along with the rest of the goodies?
ReplyDeleteNo. Because Hick didn't think of it, giving me just the card and the cooked meal.
DeleteThe Pony was respecting my recent cutting-back routine by not giving me something tempting. In fact, The Pony is also selfless, taking an unopened box of Pot of Gold chocolates left from Valentine's Day off my hands only two nights ago. AND he's been slowing disposing of a big red tin box of chocolate-coated cookies I got from Hick for Christmas.