I ordered some lobster for a special Mothers Day supper
And after a little work opening them, they were happily swimming in butter
The bad part of the day was mostly my mood. The last couple of years Mothers Day has been my least favorite holiday. It makes me a little sad. I am grateful to have my Mom, when many don't have that luxury. But on Mothers Day I look at her and miss the Mom I had before Alzheimer's stole her away. But that's enough moping from me.
But it leads me into the ugly part of the day. Last night on my way home from the movies (The Great Gatsby....loved it btw) I noticed that one of my tires was a bit low. Well this morning it was very low. Crap! There are no service stations or garages open on a Sunday. I called roadside assistance and they said they would send someone.
Here is the poor man who rescued me, putting the spare on. He had to drive 45 minutes to spend 10 minutes changing my tire. I felt bad for him. But he was very nice about and didn't complain. So until I can get to the dealership tomorrow I'm cruising around on the donut. I miss the good old days when you got a full size spare in your car! We checked the flat tire for a nail. At first we didn't see anything and he was starting to give me that "you're crazy" look. But then we saw it - a metal shard about an inch long. It looked like the end of a blade or something. I should have taken a picture but didn't want him to think I was crazier than he already did.
So that's my Mothers Day wrap - up. I hope yours was fun and uneventful.
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