Typically I only ask for a nice quiet day for Mothers Day and the kiddos insist on a special breakfast and Karl cooks dinner. This year has been very similar except I got two gifts.
First, I got a new cell phone. My cell phone had been on the fritz for the better part of six months. I was able to receive calls but unable to dial out at times, other times calls went directly to voice mail and I would get the message 12 hours later. Well, this is not good and pretty much reduces the effectiveness of the cell phone. Well, on Mother's Day, my phone was making me crazy again, but this time it was due to some problem in my contact list. I handed my phone to Karl and asked him to please fix it. A little bit later he came in the room telling me he fixed it and handed me a new I-Phone complete with my sim card so all my data was there. He had also preloaded many music selections into the I-pod built into the phone. It is wonderful.
The other gift was going away for a weekend at the beach with some girlfriends from church. The following weekend, us ladies took off for two and half days of relaxation and silliness. First we stopped at a beach front restaurant to eat lunch, but the beach was beckoning! As soon as I paid my bill, I ran across the boardwalk and sunk my feet deep into the warm sun baked sand. It was wonderful!
After shaking off the sand, we all headed off to make a small nail shop's day. The look on the little Vietnamese lady's face when we said we all wanted full pedicures and manicures was priceless. As unemotional as she could she called in extra help as we all sat in the massage chairs waiting our turn.
Later we had a wonderful dinner of crab cakes from another beach side restaurant. It really was one of the best crab cakes I have ever had.
The next day was mostly spend being bums on the sand. Just applying sunscreen and listening to waves for about four hours can be very beneficial to the soul. No need to do anything but rest and enjoy the quiet. Since it was not the true summer season yet, the beach was pretty empty.
We did a little shopping, had dinner and went to a girly movie. On Sunday, we attended Mass, packed up and went home.
It was a beautiful gift, but it was one I almost did not accept. I am not use to leaving my family for a weekend, other than a retreat once a year. I gave Karl many reasons why I should not go and he deconstructed every barrier. So, I made a crock pot full of chili, collected all the dining tickets and placed them on the island with a can of spam. I hate spam but Karl and the kiddos like it, so when I am away, they make it. When I came home, Isabella told me she missed me so much she did not enjoy her spam. Apparently Anton missed me as he kept asking Karl when I was coming home. So I really got another gift, to realise how much my kiddos really love me and miss me when I am away.
