Mother's Day was awesome. Giving and getting gifts, flowers, chocolates. My mother made her famous potato salad.
Although getting there was kind of like crossing the country in a Conestoga wagon! I love Hull, but convenient it is not. No shuttle on Sundays till after Memorial Day (although Frank's Britt took care of that part); on and off the 220 to pick up last minute things - yeah, last minute, I said it; and the Red Line under construction.....whew! Then again, it's not like I had anything else to do except get up to my Mum's house.
I've been trying to weed through my stuff and contain my spa/facial/cosmetic/body lotion addiction - no support groups for that. It's slow going and a few days ago I thought "Deb will give me something new for Mother's Day, I should call & stop her". My goddaughter Debbie shops in Bath & Body Works or Victoria Secret, which I have heard is even more expensive than Bath & Body Works.
I thought I should ask for some chocolate chip cookies, which are no better for me.....but cost less and never sit around waiting for the next purge.
But I forgot.
Still.......I opened my gift bag and it contained.........brownies! Pretty good considering we were communicating on a psychic connection.
We all had a chuckle about that.