May 10, 2015

6:37.  That’s what the clock told me when I looked at it as I woke up.  On a freakin’ Sunday!!  And Mother’s Days, no less.  That irritated/thrilled me to no end, because I was able to TRY to go BACK to the horrific dream I was having, rather than rush to head to work. Around 8 something, I finally called it quits and got up.  No breakfast in bed, no dogs barking because the kids were here and knocking on the door…that was kinda odd.  First Hipnic-less Mother’s Day home in a while and I’m all alone, so I started on laundry.

By 11, the resentment was THERE.  WTF!  He’d said he’s drop them off…I was grateful for divorce as I remembered too many things in marriage.  Finally I get a call, as Mags wished me a Happy Mother’s Day and then…40 minutes later they were here.

Ethan had decorated the bottle he’d found when we were camping with his friend a few weeks ago and Mags had made some cards for me.  I was also presented with a new pair of sunglasses.  From weed-eater to Kmart sunglasses.  It was good to be with the kids, though.  That’s really all that matters.

There were a couple of plans.  I had decided that a Yeti would be a good idea for all the stuff we do (I justify the hell out of everything) and Mags had money for a long board.  I also had made reservations at Café Mahjaic for a late dinner and there was still walking/biking/boarding on the list of things to do.  I was also so very dizzy much of the day, which hadn’t been a fabulous one from the get-go.  Expectations kick my ass every time.  

At the end of it, the best part of the day was dinner.  The food was simply so divine that I reaffirmed why I can never be a vegetarian.  Ethan had never been here before, but Mags had when I took her and Olivia (with Ingrid) here.  This is where Ingrid was letting her pink yard flamingo, “Bobo” (from CVS) look out the window.  I need to take my kids to fancier places and dress them better when we attend such locations.  I felt guilty – I had been to cotillion and was a pre-debutante (long story) and here I needed to teach my kids about how to hold themselves.  I shall start having dinning sessions with them.  Still – it was a lot  of fun and I came home much happier than I had left it.

Pictures:  Cafe Mahjaic; Think Love?  No; Mags boarding and Ethan biking.