Ten Miles To School In Five Feet of Snow

Happy Mother’s Day everyone, I do wish you very best of what this day has to offer and yet I would like to take a moment to reflect on this glorious day of days.

Remember when Mother’s day was for Mom? One’s own mother? Well that concept sort of gets blown out of the water as each and every year comes and goes. My mom passed several years ago and I think of her often. So as with her birthday, on Mother’s Day she is very much here in thought and memory.

However, the older one becomes, the more the mother entity seems to split and one becomes two, two into four, four into eight and on and on and on. Daughters. Daughter in Laws. Sisters. Aunts. Cousins. Friends – international and stateside. Coworkers. And by some mystery known only to the Gods of The Lifetime Channel they all end up related to you in some fashion or another.

Everyone is a mother…. The woman that strips down at Furry Bunny / Buffet Hot Spot… Yup, a mother.

Every one has dropped a crouch cricket at one time or another and this entitles them to at best… Chocolate for the savvy, flowers for the sentimental, and God all-mighty… diamonds for the lovers.

Lucky for me I have my two moms narrowed down to my daughter – gift certificate to Amazon. She’s quite sensible and my daughter in law. I’m setting her up with framed photos for her new remodeled bathroom. Actually my Son wanted the photos but I mentioned that if we tied the photos into a Mother’s Day gift then that would take some of the pressure off of his shopping time and we could both get Mom credit.

Now, one would think I’m against Mother’s Day but that is simply not true. It’s just that I find it a little intimidating when it comes to Father’s Day. If one forgets Father’s Day, it’s no big deal, in fact, if family members forget Father’s Day, then the best thing to do is unite, not say anything at all and more likely than not… Dad will be oblivious to it as well. And with good reason… who needs another tie?

You see, that's the deal. Dad would love a fishing boat, but family reasons that with a nice tie a promotion may be in the works. A fishing boat amounts to smelly clothes, drunken buddies and fishhooks stuck in numerous appendages with a gross factor of 10. Not to mention DEAD FISH!

A tie… hmmmn looking smart and spiffy at the office could mean more money and more money allows for a fun Christmas.  Simple really

I know… It sucks to be me…   

Although, when you break it down… If more women were in charge of what is going on in this world we would be a hell of a lot better off. Because before things really get out of hand. A woman of substance will look you straight in the eye and say… “We need to talk” 

And I don’t know about you… but ever time those words were directed at me… in the long run my life turned out for the better.

Happy Mother’s Day All. You really have earned it.