I had initially thought that I would have come up with a stunningly original name for this blog by the time this weekend rolled around, but alas, no such name has come to mind. I'm considering throwing a naming contest, but then I realized I don't have any fabulous prizes to give away, so that wouldn't really work. How about this--if you come up with something, leave it in a comment.
Happy Mother's Day to all of those mothers out there, including my own. Hope your Sunday was relaxing and restful, or at least, as restful as possible. Sometimes it's just not possible to have an objectively relaxing day. For example, our son will still be a 15-month-old and have all the needs of a 15-month-old, even on Mother's Day. Often, he just wants mommy, and nobody else will do. You just can't convince him that mommy needs to relax.
That said, we had a great time. Last year, which was the wife's first Mother's Day, I woke up sick, and had to stay in bed for the most part. This year, things went a little bit better. Woke up, did some presents, ate breakfast, then off to church. We attended yet another new church this weekend (we were visiting the church that I am hoping to work at very soon), which was interesting not simply for the church service, but also for the Mother's Day giveaway. Every church gives something out to moms (and dads, when their day comes) and it's interesting to see what it is.
When I was growing up, it was always flowers for the moms and chocolate bars for the dads. That is, until the moms started to realize they were getting the short end of the stick in all this, and dang it, they wanted chocolate, too. So they got it. Now both groups get chocolate on their respective days. Other churches stick with the more traditional flowers, but some are quite creative.
This particular church gave out candles with little inscriptions on the sides. The coolest part of that was when the ushers brought large candles around the pews and all the moms lit their candles off the larger ones. I'm sure something else was supposed to happen after that, but I think they forgot what they were going to do, so most of the moms were stuck with a lit candle in the pew, wondering if they should blow it out or not, and if they did, what that said about their mothering. It was neat, anyway. I just hope that on Father's Day they hand out blowtorches.
Other things happened this weekend as well, but I can't get into them now because it's actually Monday when I'm typing this, and I need to get back to things. The mom-in-law was sick all day yesterday (which was a real downer, I'm sure), and by the time we got back from our family dinner, she was ready to hit the sack. Normally, I would've squeezed something in, but we had some Battlestar Galactica to watch, so I didn't bother.
Tomorrow, I'll be back into the swing of things with a regular-length posting. Hope to see you then.
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