#Microblog Mondays: My Un-Mother's Day

All things considered, I did pretty well this first consciously childfree Mother's Day. Although I have to say, it feels a lot more childless on the day where it seems everyone is celebrating and I have my face pressed against the glass, unable to join in.

The day before things is usually harder for me than the actual day of, as I wallow and prepare myself for the onslaught. I had to go to the grocery store, which was all decked out in roses and chocolates (apparently moms are suckers for roses and chocolates, although squint your eyes at the signs and you might mistake it for Valentine's Day...), and pick up the delicious foods for another yummy feast from Bryce (he wanted a do-over on the tenderloin we had for my birthday as the seasoning was "off" according to him and he had thoughts on improving the demiglace), and I was all prepared to be wished a Happy Mother's Day. I had a scenario in my head where I got the scallops and the seafood guy said, "Have a happy Mother's Day," and I replied, "And also to you!" so that he could look all confused and then I could say it applied to him as much as it applied to me. Har de har har har.

But, no one wished me a Happy Mother's Day on that outing, and so that one stays in my pocket for another year.

I was in a bit of a funk in the evening, but by the morning I was in pretty good spirits. Here is how I spent my day:

Bought me some cheerful flowers along with dinner eats. Flowers are for me, too!

I made an Un-Mother's Day fancy breakfast for me and Bryce, blueberry pancakes with bacon and strawberries. I sort of wish that I'd turned the strawberries around the other way so they'd be all pointy and sun-ray-like, but oh well. Next year. 

After breakfast I went to my 90 minute massage, where my wonderful massage therapist gave me a handmade birthday card and didn't wish me a Happy Mother's Day, not once, and didn't talk about it at all. I left feeling super relaxed. 

Then, I gardened! Pulling weeds, having my first snake sighting of the spring (I may have pet him and cooed in his general direction, horrifying my neighbor...) and working on a project that I've been sitting on for YEARS: 

Ugly and partially sanded, a chair I garbage picked from the curb to put in the garden and had all intentions of spray painting lilac, but hadn't gotten around to in, oh, about 5 years. 

Today's the day, chair! Also, I accidentally spray painted my feet a slightly dead-ish tint of lilac, too. Whoops. 

Voila! In the garden, all bright and pretty and purply. Beeyootiful!

I had phone conversations with my mom who was out of town, my grandmother who received my card I sent, and my mother-in-law. I weeded some more. Dinner was take out Thai food after going to the gym, which was pleasantly DEAD on this holiday. And then I capped off the day with this: 

Ohhhh, so very good! Fantasy YA fiction, perfect for Un-Mother's Day because it involves a kingdom whose matriarchy is passed down through the queen having triplets (which she always does), then when they're 6 they go to their magical gift's homeland to train, and then when they're 16 they plot to kill each other as only one can survive and become the new queen. I  LOVE this book!

I may have also capped off the night with a Manhattan. 

It was a lovely Un-Mother's Day. I hope that you had a good day, or survived it, in tact and with the ability to take care of you. Until next year, Un-Mother's Day!

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