Mother's day: It's like my half birthday!
On Sunday John and my dad made breakfast for me and my mom. Eggs benedict, asparagus, mimosas, and potatoes. It was really quite good, especially for guys who weren't really sure about what they were doing. After that we went to the furniture store to help my parents choose their new couches for their living room and family room. I'm not sure that I was of much help, but it was fun sitting in every couch anyway. Then John, Cole, and I went home and danced for a while, watered our new plants in the garden, and watched some Muppet Show. It was a lovely, relaxed evening. And John cooked dinner!
The day before my mom and I decided to go shopping in a near-by, larger town. She bought me some new dishes for mother's day. John gave me my mother's day present that day instead of waiting, which was a pair of shoes of my choice (within a certain price range). He thought I might use it that day, but I'm going to hang onto it until I find the right thing.
So yes, I love Mother's day. It's actually almost better than my birthday. I don't have strangers wishing me a happy birthday all day.
