Devil seeds all of them....

Well, not surprisingly, Mother's Day sucked. It started out with HB's intellectually challenged uncle calling and saying "Happy Mother's Day! Oh wait. Your baby died."

Believe it or not, it went downhill from there.

On Saturday evening HB suggested that we go out together to buy our mothers cards. Harmless enough. When we were getting ready to go, I stupidly asked if Frodo and Mini Me had done anything for their mom, which resulted in a phone call to said devil-seeds, which resulted in us picking them up to take with us. What should have been a $10 trip to the drugstore ended up being a $65 trip to several stores and involved me helping to pick out their mother's day gift for her. Doesn't get much sweeter than that.

But yes it does actually! I had stood my ground and decided that I was not going to be the serving wench for the mother's day dinners that traditionally take place at my parents' house, and had insisted that the mothers come to our house, where we would all go out for dinner. To a new Japanese place near by that has just opened up. Just. As in maybe a week ago.

HB's dysfunctional sister (he has a few) invited herself and her devil-seed along. Actually I like her devil seed. He's cute and he hugs me. By the time we got there, they were seated at the window seats, along with HB's mom. She was drinking beer and sqwacking loudly saying "who picked THIS place? Did you see the prices???"

Although the food was delicious, the kitchen was incredibly disorganized, with meals coming out all haphhazard. The little guy was finished his before our salads even came out - you get the picture. It took us four hours to finish dinner.

Happy Mother's Day. Frodo and Mini-Me didn't even wish me happy evil stepmother day or anything. Good thing I have a sense of humour ... I've needed it the last few days!