I don't have one (which is my own danged fault, I just didn't "get around to it"...too busy with the tyranny of the urgent. I mean, it's not like I want to spend time taxiing, cleaning, fretting, feeding instead of standing in line at the post office to get a passport...) so my husband, the paper in my birdcage, pepperoni on my pizza, hopped a plane,trying to be suitably contrite, alone and went here:
without me, for a computer convention...for a week
leaving me with these
on my own...for a week
and ready for this? he won't be back until evening on Mother's Day!
that's right, he is missing Mother's Day, completely. I have already called a do over, because? Yeah.
AND? he better get me something realllly good for our anniversary (the big 2-0) later this summer.
are you reading this, honey? Remember when you went to France and brought home a magnet for me? So do I! We aren't talking magnets here...no repeats! Put up, or shut up, right? (and have fun!)
T, who gets Mom o' the Year FTW