In the past, Mother's Day has been kind of a downer for me so I usually just ignored it. Or made jokes about being a mutha, a muthafucka. This year, however, I find myself the honoree, not the honoror. This shift in my stature has made the holiday a little less sucktastic and so I decided to celebrate. How you may wonder (or not) do I celebrate when the person that would throw the celebration, Lady Bean, is only five or so weeks old and has not yet mastered her opposable (or prehensile for those of you medically and scientifically inclined) thumbs and her accomplice, Boo, is out of town until this evening? Well, at 5:30 a.m., I had cake for breakfast. Crazy, I know. But wait! There's more! At 9:15 a.m., I had a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup for brunch. Also crazy, and good for maintaining a nice sugar buzz. But that is not all. There is even more celebrating going on!
Lady Bean has decided to sit, peacefully, in a half awake/half slumber state NOT ON MY LAP so that I can knit! She doesn't like when I knit with her on my lap as the needles tend to smack into her a bit. So picky, but whatever. I'm getting to knit. Actually, I think that the reason she is being so biddable is because she knows I am knitting for her. I've been wanting to dive into the new, well not really new anymore but I am slow, Cat Bordhi book. Instead of just jumping in, which is usually my preferred method, I've decided to actually knit the practice socks since I now know someone with a foot small enough to wear them. Though, at the rate I am plodding along, they are going to be for her children instead of her. Either way, it doesn't matter because I get to celebrate Mother's Day doing something I enjoy. So, for all of you moms, or you muthafuckas, Happy Mother's Day. Try to enjoy it and do something fun.