Anyway, I don't take much stock in what I consider "Hallmark Holidays." Shoot, I don't want a fuss for my birthday or Christmas either for that matter. I'm just not one for all of the hullabaloo; however, I will say a little acknowledgement is always nice.
Today the youngest spawn, with the help of Farmer Ted, acknowledged the day with flowers and some homemade cards. The eldest spawn did his part, by having a soccer game. At Noon. I know, it's not his fault. Some Man must've been in charge of the scheduling. I kid, I kid. His team won, and he played great.
Tonight is another deck night, only interrupted by supper. The menu consisted of roasted beets with goat cheese, caramelized balsamic vinaigrette on a bed of GrowDammit lettuce.
Even Ted agreed it was pretty darn good. I'm calling foul on the poll right now b/c he voted Yuck. The spawn, continued their disdain...
To quell the revolution, we also had a seafood feast. Clams, Lobster and Shrimp Cocktail (for the youngest spawn - the fact that he will even put something from the sea in his mouth is cause for celebration).
Finally, I continued the torture by insisting on pictures of people and dawg...with me.
So, Happy Mother's Day to all of our blog friends. No matter why you are called a Mother.