Happy Mother's Day

My husband will never be considered romantic, thoughtful, yes, romantic no. I have hinted repeatedly that I want to have flowers for my birthday and for mother's day or just because. My mom even texted him to tell him that the local grocery store had long stem roses on sale for $15! Hint, hint, hint. In the past, I have managed to score flowers a grand total of three times. Well, I guess four if you count him picking flowers out of my garden and putting them in a glass for me, but since I did not want him to decapitate the few remaining flowers I had left in my yard, I am not counting it.

So this past weekend was Mother's Day. I can honestly say that I am really a mom now that I have two children. How mothers of more children keep their sanity is beyond me. I am still so sleep deprived that I cannot imagine voluntarily doing this all again. Sorry, mom, no more grandbabies from me! Anyway, my Mother's Day gift from my mom was her watching the children so I could do some cleaning at my house. My sister (more my sister than me) and I took our mother out for dinner. My dad had to share is 70th birthday with Mother's Day, so we treated him to dinner too.

Now what gift would you have expected my husband to get for me for Mother's Day? I have given him hints, mom has given him hints, and my daughter has given him hints. Yes you guessed it! A toilet!

The downstairs toilet had to be replaced. He bought a new one and installed it telling me Happy Mother's Day! To be fair, he also bought two chairs for the patio. I guess that beats a blender.