Sunday, May 10, 2009

a day to celibrate zombie behaviour in mom

I tip my hat to every last glorious mom today. I hope your families treated you with the deference, respect and love to which you are entitled. I hope you were able to call the shots today, without having to make any pesky decisions. That is always the greatest gift.

I was well pleased with some lovely flowers from the Spousal Unit, and the Resident Offspring not only baked me a lemon loaf, but went above and beyond by giving me Jonathan Goldstein's new book Ladies and Gentlemen, the Bible, which is funny because I was going to buy that for her birthday. I tell you, that girl has unerring taste.

It was a glorious day here today. We did the first bit of yard work for the season, raking up the myriad of spruce cones that fell over the winter. Seriously, I have never seen so many spruce cones in my life. Normally I leave them to decompose, but every square inch of the yard was covered this spring. My next-door-neighbour, who seems to have a rampant hatred of all things spruce cone, has been out there scooping them up five times already.

The Spousal Unit then sensibly settled into a sunny spot with a fishing magazine, but of course my anal retentive German genes kicked in and I had to clean all the patio furniture, sweep the hell out of the deck and patio, and aerate the composter for good measure before I was comfortable in sitting down with a glass of wine and the newspaper.

But possibly my favourite part of Mother's Day is that I now have the family trained not to ask me what I want for supper. They understand that the best thing is not having to think about supper. I don't care what I eat, frankly, as long it miraculously appears. And if that means microwaved popcorn or leftover salad, I am good with that. I also know that given his druthers, the Spousal Unit will always order KFC. Again, I am good with whatever they want to give me.

Today's Mother's Day meal came with the added bonus of listening to the Spousal Unit answer a call from a telemarketer shortly after he had phoned in his KFC order. "Hello! Hello!" I heard him bellow into the phone. "Are you calling from Kentucky Fried Chicken or not?"

It pretty much made my day.

But I do miss my mom a lot, today especially.


Charlie said...

Very nice photo, Barbara. And happy Mother's Day--it sounded like a good one, except for missing . . .

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I'm pleased with the picture, Charlie, and do think it does me justice. Really brings out my eyes.
It's the first mother's day since my mom's been gone and we're all thinking about her today.

mellowlee said...

LOL @ Jerry and the telephone call! I'm glad you had a most excellent Mother's Day XOXO

Allison said...

I read this earlier in my reader, and actually started crying I was laughing so hard at the KFC comment. :)

The tiredness may have had something to do with that. But still, priceless.

Glad you had a relaxing day. You deserve it!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I laughed my head off at that phone conversation, Mel. I'd love to have debriefed the telemarketer after that call.
Hope your Mother's Day was splendid as well, and that you have recovered from your previous adventures.

You are the one deserving the relaxing day, Al! In fact, I think you need a little mini-break, to Vancouver, say. Yeah, that'd be the ticket.

Karen's Mouth said...

Glad you had a good day. And from now on that is how I will deal with all telemarketers so thanks for that!

justrun said...

I'm glad you had a lovely day! All moms deserve a day wherein they don't have to make decisions, including what's for supper.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Telemarketers the world over will never know what hit them, Kees.
And just think, next mother's day, you will be queen!

That what's for supper question, that's the dealbreaker right there, Justrun.

Dr. Monkey Von Monkerstein said...

You kids are some wild party animals aren't you.

Karen's Mouth said...

I know it! Sufficient fuss better be made in this house or there'll be trouble.

Re. telemarketers see also

Gifted Typist said...

I received:
1. a handmade card which moved me to tears

2. a package to Trident sugarless gum "because I know you like chewing gum, Mummy."

3. Nothing from other half because I am not his mother.

So all in all, it was a pretty good haul.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

We really burn the candle at both ends, true story, Dr M.

My god that is EPIC, Kees! One of these days I will muster up the gumption to try that myself.

That sounds like the perfect Mother's Day, Gifted. Those little typists sure know how to tug at a heartstring.

umbrellalady said...

I missed your Mom on Mother's Day as well, so I picked one of my beautiful yellow Gerbera daisies from my one and only plant and put it in a nice vase with a leaf and put it beside her. I think she liked that. She always loved her flowers so much, especially the lovely ones your always took the time to send her.

m'shel said...

wow, umbrellalady pretty much said it all... that's so... sweet.

You & the RO are totally on the same gifting wavelength. Didn't you get each other the same thing for xmas, too? You're spooky cool.

Barbara Bruederlin said...

Thank you so much for doing that, Kathy. It does my heart good to know that you are still being so good to mom.
I hope you had a lovely mother's day and that the family spoiled you suitably.

Not sure if cool is the right word, Michelle, but we are certainly odd. And you're right, we did get each other the same thing for CHristmas. This is getting ridiculous.

bloody awful poetry said...

Happy Maternal Zombie Day, you! Glad you had a great day.

Oh and the KFC thing was crazy funny! Kind of reminds me of my dad. He insists on giving hell to the staff of every fast food outlet we ever go to, effectively ensuring that the rest of us can never walk into another Pizza Hut without being overcome with waves of shame and guilt.

Gifted Typist said...

Just read post again and realize that this is the first since your mom passed away.


Barbara Bruederlin said...

I'm sure it's all part of your dad's plan to keep you kids from getting addicted to fast food, BAP. He's got your best interests at heart and one day you'll thank him, I'm sure.

Thanks so much, Gifted.