Sunday is Mother’s Day. Call it what you like….another commercialised day, another Hallmark Holiday, another day to have your hard earned dollars pried away from you in flowers and gifts…
Well, that doesn’t really concern me, because I lurve Mother’s Day. Bring me a pressy, the smaller the box the better. Make me a cup of dishwater, (I mean, tea), talk about me like I’m not in the room, fuss and hug and kiss me.
I love Mother’s Day because I get to smooch my kids, and they aren’t allowed to run away, my husband waits on me, hand and foot, at least till lunch time, and I’m the Boss, in my own mind, for a whole day.
So this Mothers Day I’m going to do whatever I want, and apart from eating, that might even be… nothing!
Happy Mother’s Day to all the wonderful Mother’s in this world. Till next time. Nat