My Mother's Day didn't start out the way I'd anticipated. My gifts were also not what many might expect. No, I wasn't looking for breakfast in bed or home-delivered Starbucks, I was actually going to have my nieces over while my husband and brother-in-law went golfing with hubby's sister and her husband. I'm sure many of you find that atrocious - the guys are going golfing while the mom is home with the kids?!?! My sister had to work, btw, which is why I would've had the girls. Really, it's fine. My husband is sweet, thoughtful, and wonderful and it was not an issue for me if he golfed in the morning - something he does very, very rarely. In fact, I offered to watch the girls so they could go.
However. My sweet, thoughtful, and wonderful husband has been extremely busy with work; full days, getting home late, and on Saturday he helped a friend do some repairs on his truck - all day long. He was pretty sore by the time he was done and then got into our truck that night, turned to put something in the back, and tweaked his neck. He was okay the rest of the night, but when he woke up Sunday morning, he was no longer okay. In fact, he had a wicked headache. The tweaked neck was the icing on the cake; the week had caught up with him.
So I quietly got up at 7:00, got him an ice pack for his head, and went downstairs. I decided to bake some cinnamon scones, as I knew the breakfast options were limited. I cleaned up the kitchen (a little bit), and just enjoyed the quiet of the morning. It was gorgeous outside - long before the annoying wind showed up - so I sat out on the steps and watered the garden, took a few pictures, and breathed in the fresh morning air. Mother's Day Gift #1.
Once the scones were done, ClayGuy was up, so we sat down and had warm scones for breakfast together. Short but sweet. Mother's Day Gift #2.
Sometime after 10:00, hubby got up and was feeling better. The Comedian finally hauled his teenage self out of bed as well. They had their breakfast scones and the boys watched some cartoons. Hubby & I got ready for the day and he was in rare form, obviously feeling entirely better. Mother's Day Gift #3.
We went to hubby's moms, picking up some lunch on the way, and it turned out that all three of his siblings were there. Usually we get to see one or two of them, but being Mother's Day, they were all in attendance. We sat out on the front porch, told funny and quirky stories, and laughed ourselves silly. I even learned about a very humorous story involving my sister-in-law, who has the same name as me, and a police officer I know. Mother's Day Gift #4.
We came home and putzed around the house for awhile. For dinner, the collective moms (my Mom, sister, and me) had decided we did NOT want to venture into a restaurant that would be packed to the gills, have an hour or more wait, and chaotic service. That just didn't appeal to us. Instead, we opted for our most favorite, awesome BBQ joint and hubby & I went and picked up smoked turkey and brisket. I had baked some potatoes earlier and others provided a couple of other side dishes. Dessert was a couple containers of ice cream and some vanilla wafer cookies. Not cooking, baking, and working hard in the kitchen - Mother's Day Gift #5.
It was a lovely day - busy, but not too much so. Time spent with family, eating delicious food, hearty laughing, and simply enjoying one another. It was a very blessed Mother's Day, indeed!