Monday, May 11, 2009
More Good Stuff!
I just got the mail and in it was a Mother's Day card from my favorite cousin! And inside the card was a beautiful necklace! Thank you, Julie! I love it!
Happy Mother's Day!
Somehow Mother’s Day got a little out of control this year. Back a couple of months ago, my wonderful fiancé announced that he would like to put in a bathtub for me for my wedding gift. I was thrilled. We’ve only got a shower right now and taking baths is one of my favorite things to do. So I graciously accepted and we put in an order with a contractor. (BTW, we are not talking about just any plain old tub; we are talking about a Kohler Jacuzzi tub!) Installation was scheduled for the end of May.
Then the wedding got postponed. So the bathtub installation was then dubbed a Mother’s Day/birthday/Christmas gift. Which was fine with me, after all, it cost much more than we would normally spend on a year’s worth of special occasions.
As Mother’s Day neared I seemed to start “collecting” Mother’s Day gifts. It seems that a lousy bathtub was not enough to reward me for my mothering duties. A couple weeks before, I was treated to a pedicure and a new pair of “yoga sandals”, which are much like flip-flops but have a separator between every toe instead of just the first two. One week before, we got a babysitter and Matt took me to dinner at Applebee’s and then to see a play at a local community theatre. The next day, the kids took me to lunch at the Olive Garden and presented me with a hanging basket of purple petunias, a dress, a blouse, and assorted cards. A few days before, I received a shiatsu massager that I had drooled over in the Wal-Mart flyer. The day before, I got four new Willowtree figurines, one representing each of the children. And finally, on the actual Mother’s Day, Ariel and Hannah gave me two little birdhouses that they painted themselves.
I love all the gifts I received and am very flattered by the outpouring. I don’t feel as though I am worthy. Now I must go plan for Father’s Day as I have a big act to follow.
Then the wedding got postponed. So the bathtub installation was then dubbed a Mother’s Day/birthday/Christmas gift. Which was fine with me, after all, it cost much more than we would normally spend on a year’s worth of special occasions.
As Mother’s Day neared I seemed to start “collecting” Mother’s Day gifts. It seems that a lousy bathtub was not enough to reward me for my mothering duties. A couple weeks before, I was treated to a pedicure and a new pair of “yoga sandals”, which are much like flip-flops but have a separator between every toe instead of just the first two. One week before, we got a babysitter and Matt took me to dinner at Applebee’s and then to see a play at a local community theatre. The next day, the kids took me to lunch at the Olive Garden and presented me with a hanging basket of purple petunias, a dress, a blouse, and assorted cards. A few days before, I received a shiatsu massager that I had drooled over in the Wal-Mart flyer. The day before, I got four new Willowtree figurines, one representing each of the children. And finally, on the actual Mother’s Day, Ariel and Hannah gave me two little birdhouses that they painted themselves.
I love all the gifts I received and am very flattered by the outpouring. I don’t feel as though I am worthy. Now I must go plan for Father’s Day as I have a big act to follow.
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