2 posts in 1 day? Crazy!
But, today is my mom’s birthday. She’s 39 years young (okay – not really. Do the math. I keep trying to tell her that her telling people she’s 39 is not going to work anymore. I’m getting too old).
Regardless – My mom should just take comfort in the fact that she looks much younger than she really is (and I am not at liberty to disclose her true age).
My Uncle Bob scanned a ton of old photos of my aunt (my mom’s sister) and some of my mom. It’s one of my 101 items but in the meantime, look at how sassy my mom was in her 20s:
Too frickin’ cute.
I sent her flowers today and she called to thank me and then the following conversation took place:
Mom: You shouldn’t have sent flowers.
Me: Why? It’s your birthday and you love flowers.
Mom: I do love flowers but they die.
My mom ALWAYS asks for flowers. ALWAYS. And now this year she’s feeling morbid? Oy. It’s tough to keep up. I think it’s also clear to see where I get my tendency to change my mind about anything I love.