Here's to you, Moms! (What's That You Say, Mrs. Robinson?)

A great big happy Mother's Day to all of you out there who are Moms. And for those of you who aren't Mom's, don't forget to call yours today if you aren't already taking her out for a fabulous brunch or something.

My day started on the sleepy side. Dan and I ended up staying out much later than planned. We went to dinner with another couple and then decided to check out a very small but intriguing pub in San Carlos called Clooney's. When we got there we called another couple to come and join us, but knowing how much time they spent on the baseball field that day, we really didn't anticipate that they would actually show up. After playing a little pool, putting some tunes on the juke box and talking with a guy who had apparently been at the pub all day (judging from his inability to speak without slurring every word), we were surprised to see yet another couple of friends show up (not the ones we had called). After about 1/2 hour with these friends, our friends who had been at the ball field all day came in all rested and ready to go.

It turned into quite a little party. As bar starting filling up, I couldn't help but notice how freakin' young the kids looked. Seriously, none of them looked old enough to be there. I ended up talking to one of these kids and turns out he was born...get this...in 1985! THAT'S WHEN I GRADUATED FROM HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!

Wow.

So for the 3rd weekend in a row, Dan and I were out after midnight on a Saturday night. Not bad for a couple of old folks. Only we have been paying for it the next morning.

Which brings me to the present. Dan and Darren made me whole wheat waffles and turkey bacon for breakfast. Patyon was still sleeping and woke up just in time for the tail end of the feast. Now we are all sitting around on our respective computers having a nice quiet morning. When I end this post I will get myself a starbuck's and settle in for a few hours of scrapbooking...then we will venture to Palo Alto for dinner at the Olive Garden. It must be an early dinner (like 4:30 ish) as we all want to make sure we are home in time to watch the Warrior's beat the Jazz in game 4 of the playoff series.

I'd like to take this opportunity to tell the world what an absolutely amazing Mom I have. She sacrificed so much for me in her life and she made me what I am today. She cares for her parents now, pretty much a full time job as they are aging quickly and have many needs. She also recently took custody of her step-grandchildren (ages 3 and 5) for a few months while their Dad got his shit together (don't ask about their Mom, you don't want to know). On top of all of that, she goes on 4 wheel drive treks in the deserts and mountains of Utah, CA and other states and she water skis all summer long. Oh, yeah, and she is a Soroptimist doing a bunch of fund raising and volunteer work. And she works the polling places on election days. And she sends text messages to her grandsons. And she is a great wife. And a great daughter. And a great Mom.