May 13, 2007

Happy Mothers Day from the Battle Station

Me a few days ago:

(smiling and frolicking) “Oh, this is going to be perfect. I’ll make a nice Quiche for the brunch and I’ll have my darling sister Audrey make an orange and pineapple salad and my darling brother Burke will make some scones. I’ll even email them the recipes with detailed instructions on how to make them. This will be just glorious. Each of us contributing to a homemade brunch for our Mother, how cute is that? Jamie, you did great planning this 3 days in advance so that everyone could be prepared. I am really looking forward to this!” (smiles)

Yesterday evening:

“Burke, are you still bringing scones in the morning?”

“uh, ……. can I bring some fruit rull ups instead?” (Burke is 16)

“No Burke! For real, do not show up at my house for Mother’s Day Brunch with fruit roll ups. I will kick you out of my house Burke. You need to MAKE something and bring it, it doesn’t even have to be the scones I sent you even though they are the easiest things to make EVER, but you WILL bring something to the brunch. Okay?”

**sigh** “okay okay, I’ll bring some cinnamon rolls or something (laughing at me) don’t worry about it, it’s FINE!”

“You suck Burke, you really suck.”

“whatever Jamie.”

Two Hours Later

“Hello?”

“Jamie, it’s Audrey (background music playing in bar somewhere) I didn’t have time to make that fruit salad, so, uh, is there like something else I can bring?”

“What the? Are you frickin kidding me? You and Burke are KILLING ME!”

“Jamie, don’t freak out, I just didn’t have time today so what else can I bring, I’ll swing by Albertsons in the morning.”

“I don’t know Audrey, why don’t you and Burke get together and bring a pizza or something, order some Pizza Hut, I’m sure it will really come from the heart.”

“(laughing) Shut up Jamie, you are freaking out.”

“You know, I’m so glad that we could all pull together as a TEAM and really make this a FAMILY EFFORT. It really is beautiful, don’t you think? How well we can work together as siblings? Mom is going to love this.”

“Jamie, I’m bringing a FRUIT SALAD okay? It will be FINE okay?”

“great.”

“great.”

“see you in the morning.”

“see you in the morning.”

So, it’s the morning now. I guess we’ll see what my two darling younger siblings bring in 2 hours when they are supposed to show up. But I swear on everything that is Holy, if they show up with fruit roll ups and a pizza, I will inflict mass trauma head wounds.

This is my life.

On to more important things, Happy Mothers day to my Mom!

Mom, you are the fiestiest, most passionate, most energetic and interesting person I know. I love you. Thanks for being my Mom.

A picture of my insanely beautiful Mom is coming soon, once I figure out how to post one without her eye being the size of my entire blog. and HOW DO I SPELL CHECK ON THIS THING!

Happy Mothers Day ya’ll!

Posted by Jamie @ 1:06 pm • bloggity blog blog, my crazy family   

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4 Responses to “Happy Mothers Day from the Battle Station”

  1. Love your new look!

    Hope your brunch was successful!

    Get this, my brother and dad went in together and got my mom flowers and didn’t even invite me in on the gift!!! What dogs - now I look like the bad guy!!!

  2. Hey Jamie! Love the new look–especially the orangeness! How could I have had such a negative view of this beautiful color only a decade ago?!

    Anyway, SOOO sorry I didn’t think to invite you to Lucky Peak! I’ll TOTALLY let you know next time we do something! You and Delaney would be great additions! :)

  3. Oh, and thanks for the complete-with-alien instructions!

  4. Oh, and it’s only 10:29 PM, I’m really not up after midnight. Promise.

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