It’s tradition for any and all cards that my brother Chip and I give to our parents, to contain hand-drawn illustrations of our family. Christmas cards, birthday cards, and of course Mother’s Day cards all undergo the artist treatment. Pets are definitely represented, even deceased ones (RIP Doobie, my parents’ Pomeranian in the clouds), as well as significant boyfriends or girlfriends. And if I’m the artist, my rendering of Chip is always spot on. I’ve drawn my brother as a homeless person, in jail, under a falling piano, and today, as a clown. Hope you like, Chip!
M and I spent today at my parents’ house – eating, drinking, watching the Sharks lose (mostly just M), and more. Dad poured me a sweet plum martini that tasted like dessert wine. Mumsies made me a giant plate of veggie potstickers since I was sad I didn’t eat any of the meat-filled ones last week. I ate 10. And we all dug into the beautiful tiramisu cake my dad bought in honor of Mumsies. It was fantastically fresh and soft. I implored M to keep me away from the chunk Mumsies made me take home, but I think it’s a lost cause.
Dad really stepped it up today. Not only did he have three dozen roses delivered to my mom’s workplace two days ago, he also got the cake, AND he surprised her with a paid-for massage and skin treatment at a really cool spa. He also bought me the same massage so it can be a mother-daughter thing. I am so excited! I win!
We did our nails which means I don’t have to go to the salon to get them done for the wedding we’re attending in South Carolina this weekend. Who care if my toes look like they were gnawed on by rats. I call this color – “Sparkle.” M says that’s not a real color. Whatever.
Finally, we humiliated M. It was karaoke time. My mom is an amazing singer and sang in a band for a while so she loves to karaoke. M pretends he doesn’t like to, but he got into “Total Eclipse of the Heart.” I saw him. He liked it.
Happy Mother’s Day! Part two is coming tomorrow.