Ode to a Day Off

Yesterday was Mother's Day.  This I know bc everyone kept reminding me that it was.  I woke up, "Happy Mother's Day". We went to church, "Happy Mother's Day".  We went to lunch, "Happy Mother's Day".- and then I had to work and got told Happy Mother's Day about 90 million times.  Though I am happy that people actually think to say this or be nice about it- I was a broken record of thank you's and "yes, I am a mom" every time someone asked.
I will say, getting flowers from my employer was unexpected and sweet.  I mean, I did spend most of my mother's day at work. Alone to handle customers, cashiers, and various other things that will go unmentioned.  So, the thought was appreciated.
I came home to a nice surprise- which I am typing on now.  Totally wasn't expecting it and was half expecting the camera lens I have been harassing everyone in my family about.  This is why we shouldn't expect things.  It isn't like I was expecting a gift anyway- but I thought from the amount of harassment I have given my hubby and direct family members- that would have shown up. Anyway- this was a lot more than I was expecting and am still trying to learn the ways of a new lap top.

I think my favorite gift of all was my card made by my son.  He is almost 5 and he apparently FLOVE's me. :)

I wouldn't have it any other way.  So, to not continue the cycle of yesterday I waited until today to say, Happy Mother's Day to you and yours.