Yesterday was a considerably different Mother's day for me. Typically, I see my MOM...and I get to spend lots of time with my girls...and I always, always tell them how glad I am to be their Mom.
Digression: I don't buy into the whole 'it's my special day, so treat me like a queen', crap. Being a Mom is a gift, I am honored and blessed to do it. Just don't make me cook. :)
Anyhow. Eric and Sabrina are in Colorado. It was originally a family trip, but poor Joelle is too sick for words...literally. The girl hasn't spoke since last Wednesday. Kind of praying about what to do on that one. It was good for Eric to see my Mom though--since his own mom is gone. And Grandma is loving the spoiling she gets to give Sabrina.
So Joelle and I hit the only Provo coffee shop I know of--Juice and Java. You Utah outsiders have to understand that to visit a coffee shop on a Sunday morning is...a really enjoyable act of rebellion for me, here. The only thing missing was my dog. I hope my dear neighbor is not reading this. ;)
Then I let Joelle drive through peacefully empty streets. Great time for her to practice. She drove to her new school. She drove me to an animal farm(not THE animal farm...). She drove into traffic cones and once didn't look over her shoulder and almost drove into a silver lexus. I made it a good 2 hours before a headache set in. She talks when she drives...and I love that.
Then we picked some purple lilacs--for some reason, the smell of lilacs and my mother are deeply bound together. The entire house smells like Mother's day.
All in all, a great day. I am blessed.
