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Sunday, May 13, 2007

Mother's Day = crumbs in my bed

There are toast crumbs in my bed. The dishwasher has been emptied- by someone other than me. My oldest gave me a full-on, two armed hug. We have reservations for dinner- I'll be wearing a dress and all three sons will be wearing BOTH clean pants AND shirts with collars.... it can only mean one thing:

It's Mother's Day!

To all the Mom's- and to those who love kids like moms-

Happy Mothers Day!

Memories of My Mom:

Mother daughter dresses/outfits. (especially the white sundresses with cherries on them- we were cute;)

Chicken ala Ragu, zucchini bread, stuffed zucchini, stuffed cabbage, lasagna, apple pie.

Saturday Shopping Trips

Saturday Cleaning day(not as much fun)

Mood Music- (Johnny Mathis, Helen Reddy)

Borrowing toilet paper from the neighbors (where I had my first memorable run-in with pride)

Cigarettes and "off mosquito coils" glowing on the porch in the summer- neighbors chatting long after us kids were in bed. (before everyone quit smoking)

Iced tea, especially in the pool.

Lemons on elbows.

9th grade dinner dance surprise. (like getting to go- when I was grounded.)

Hudson's Bargain basement shopping

Sear's Outlet.

Petting my back and rubbing my forehead.

Shoes- the funkier the better.

Cabbage Salad (Never mistake a head of cabbage for a head of lettuce- even the most beautiful salad will never be lived down;)

Leaving at midnight to drive up-north.

Going Up- North.

A gift of live chickens for our neighbors... (who'da thunk we'd be chasing chickens in a suburban laundry room? FYI- make sure the boxes have both ventilation... AND some way to affix the lids. Chickens are tricky)

Barbie doll cakes with MILLIONS of star shaped flowers all over the full skirt.

Christmas Morning. Every one.

Easter Morning. My GIANT Purple basket.

I love you mom-


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