I write a lot on here about how I miss my dad sometimes, but let’s not forget about the force that is my mother.
She has always supported me, loved me, and been my number-one defender my entire life. I have heard enough horror stories from my friends to know how lucky I am.
These past 12 years, she has had to act as both mother and father, talking to me every day, listening to me drone on and on (and on and on) about my feelings, and acting as my personal advisor to all questions lawn/garden and handyman-related. She’s one of those rare people that could help you put a dresser together and then tell you what clothes from it would look the best.
She may be a tough old bitch, but she’s my tough old bitch.
Chris and I took our moms to the Moundsville Country Club for the Mother’s Day Buffet. It was…a bit disappointing. The food there used to be really good, and the restaurant was nice. This does not appear to be the case anymore.
Still we had a nice time and took some fun pictures.
Hopefully everyone had a good time. And even if the food wasn’t great, at least we’re all super beautiful.
Happy Mother’s Day, Mom. I love you. If I can be half as amazing as you are, I’ll be pretty happy.