I know this is after the fact but I still wanted to remember my big day. My official nationally recognized mothers day. I know, I know, it's like the after Christmas sale but I still wanted to jot it down for my memory. You are an American and free to skip right over this post so don't blame me if you are using your agency to waste your time. Let's just say the only other time I ate one of my all time favorite breakfasts (able skeevers, bacon, berries and juice) was last Mothers day which makes it an even bigger deal. It's like Passover food. It's so rarely eaten, that eating it makes Mothers Day that much more of a monumental day. Perhaps we might say this is a tradition. I say anything you have done twice and like can count as a tradition (ie once my sister and I had this "tradition" of running on Saturday mornings, we went.....twice.)
Anyway, I got the necklace and earrings I was wanting, not to mention two boxes of candy for church. These are not just any boxes of candy, these are very special boxes. It's a well known fact that I like to have a little intermission snack at church which I tried to hide from Garrett when we were first married by eating in the church bathroom. G still does not condone the practice except on special occasions like mothers day where he actually bought me two specific boxes of church candy for the day. It's an instant hit with all the little kids when I sneaked them Mike and Ikes and Jr. Mints all through the meeting without their parents knowing.