Happy Mother's Day!

Sunday, May 9, 1999

It's Mother's Day! A holiday I'm a little jealous of, to be honest; there's Mother's Day, Father's Day, Grandparents' day, but what about us kids? I mean, really!

Honestly, though... there's a part of me that doubts that I'll ever be a mother -- I can't have my own, and while I know Jev would like to adopt (as would I), I know it's a long and arduous process, and with my health problems, I don't know if we would even qualify. So... I may never really have a Mother's Day where I'm a mother.

Still, that doesn't mean that I think Mother's Day is a bad thing... After my little letter I wrote Mom on the fifth, things have kinda changed here, and definitely for the better. There's a lot less tension, and that in itself is a major releif.

Thursday, I took Mom out to lunch at a little Chinese buffet up in Macon, Missouri; we go there about once a month and stuff ourselves silly, and then stop at Ben Franklin's crafts and look around for a while. I was a good girl and didn't spend much this time at BF's, though I was really tempted to finally buy one of their Russ teddy bears. I did buy a bunch of scented candles, and some suede cuts that were on the reduced rack, that I might use if I ever get around to making more teddy bears (if I can get myself a nice little sewing machine).

Then Friday, hmm, I don't remember what we did on Friday. Silly me. Anyway, yesterday I took Mom to see The Mummy (she wanted to see it), and we went to a few yard sales, and then this morning I gave her her Mother's Day present... a couple new photo albums so she can get her pictures out of the old ones that are discoloring them, a little painted birdhouse with a hummingbird on it, with chimes on the bottom, and a card. She asked for a chocolate cake this morning -- no frosting - so I baked her a cake too.

I told her about our potential new apartment, and she thought it sounded really nice. She said she wouldn't mind living there! And then when she called her friend out in California, and Julie (her daughter, my mother), she made me tell them all about the apartment, too. It keeps sounding better and better, and it's hard to believe that it's only going to be $50 more a month than the tacky old apartment Mom and I had out in California. I'd hate to think what they're charging for that awful place now! Probably more than the one Jev and I will be moving into.

I also wrote a short letter to my sister out in California; she'd written me a note in her Christmas card, and I had set it aside and never got around to answering it. *sheepish expression* I told her that we're moving, and gave her the new address (with a warning that it's not finalized yet), and told her we'd be coming out in September for my high school reunion. She's got a little boy now who just turned two this past February, and I'd really love to see her and her husband and get to meet her little boy, even if she does claim that he's a holy terror.

Things are looking up today... I still have lots of stuff I think should be boxed up and out of my way already, but Jev says not to worry about it too much. I'm going to try to tackle some of that this week, but I think I'll take it easy on Wednesday, so I won't be too tired after my trip Thursday. Once I get in to Roanoke, Jev and I are going to go to the apartment and have a look around, and if I like it, we'll file our applications.

Hopefully that will all work out smoothly too, and come Saturday, his parents will bring us some of the basics that we'll need to start living there, like pots and pans, a dining room table and chairs, and so on. So it looks like Saturday will be our first night in our new place... less than a week away! I still can't believe this is all finally happening!