The Mother’s Day tea with the tall kid was wonderful. Of course, he wrote the time down wrong, so I was early. And if he’d written it down correctly the entire panic could have been avoided because our neighbor’s high-schooler would have been home from high school. But we had a wonderful time, and I had iced tea and cookies. He also made me a little booklet made of cut out hand shapes, filled with wonderful things his mother’s hands do for him. My favorite: My mother’s hands pay the cable bill so I can watch TV.
Yesterday, the tall kid gave me a lovely blue, clay…penholder he made in art class. And the short kid gave me a little flowerpot painted blue with…something green growing in it. He also gave me an old Valentine’s Day card he scrounged up, one of his Spongebob books, his brother’s train bank, and an eclectic collection of old Happy Meal toys. (He loves to give gifts.)
Then we went to Borders. :dance: I got the June RT. (I suppose I really should get around to subscribing). And I bought Strange Attractions by Emma Holly just because everybody else is reading it. (Would I jump off a bridge if my friends did? Oh, probably.) And I bought Lynn Viehl’s If Angels Burn, which I’m really excited about reading, and Charmed and Seduced by Beth Ciotta. I’ve been wanting to read them for a while, because I’ve heard they’re absolutely wonderful, but I don’t read a lot of romantic comedy while I’m writing romantic comedy. But now I’m writing the polar opposite of romantic comedy, so here they are. Of course they didn’t have Jinxed, which is the first one, so I have to order that because my head will explode if I read them out of order.
Then we went to one of those carnivals that travel from parking lot to parking lot, looking utterly condemnable. But the short kid saw it being set up a few days ago, and his excitement level was too intense to resist. So, after 3 straight days of rain, and still an intermittent drizzle, we went and paid umpteen dollars to trudge through the mud and hold our breath while our children soared around on battered-looking rides, waiting for the belts to break and our children to go flying and smack up against the wall of the grocery store. Luckily, it didn’t happen, although the short kid did have a strategic meltdown inside the fun house, leading to him being picked up and cuddled and rescued by a very pretty, blonde teenager.
His father was so proud.
Then we headed home and curled up in front of the TV with our new books and watched the Formula 1 race. All in all, a very nice Mother’s Day. Now it’s back to work.
Playa! The short kid is a playa!! I knew it. He’d better get that out of his syatem :neener: Although I am very impressed with his gift giving so things might even themselves out. My daughter will need to be showered with gifts, you know.
If Angels Burn is a kick ass book!
Sounds like you had a great Mother’s Day and it’s just the way of things that the tall kid got the time wrong because your life wouldn’t be the same without having your child inspire some sort of panic.
You risked life and limb on a carnival when you live how close to some real rides?
Sounds like a great Mother’s Day. :nod:
I managed NOT to buy When Angels Burn yesterday, I need to be :type: and not reading right now. But it was hard, so hard, to leave it on the shelf.
Oh, Shannon. What an absolutely fabulous Mother’s day. And those gifts!!! :clap: Well done, kids! How sweet!
On another note… Seeing that you’re not really one for romantic comedy, I’m flattered that you’re willing to give me a shot. LOL If it helps, the trilogy also involve a bit of suspense. Especially Charmed and Seduced. :nod:
Charli…it’s goooooooooooooooooood. That good. Back away from the :type: good. (Well, I’m not THAT far into it, but it’s good so far.)
Actually, I do enjoy romantic comedies, but while I’m writing a romcom, I can’t read them. The humor in my voice is most impressionable, I’m afraid. So I was on a romcom fast while working on Roadtrip, and now I’m freeeeeeeeeeeee! (Well, until edits come. *g*) (It seemed like I worked on that book forEVER and it’s STILL short!) And since I’m working on dark and gloomy vampires, it’s safe to dig into the romcom. :clap:
No worries, Angie. He may have a touch of playa about him, but he’s being raised right. He says please and thank you, and always holds the door…
Sidebar: I am constantly amazed by how many people will breeze through a door being held by a very young gentleman without so much as a thank you! He’s not a :censor: doorman!
…and he’ll no doubt keep her in used Happy Meal toys and recycled cards to her hearts desire. :love: