The Best Mother's Day Yet!

Those of you who know me well know that I absolutely hate Mother's Day.  First off, my mom is gone, so I just get sad thinking about how she isn't here.  And then there is church.  Although I know that the purpose of talks about moms is to be encouraging, it just backfires every year.  I usually come away from the Sunday Services feeling like a total and complete failure as a mom.  This general feeling is compounded by discussions of great stay-at-home moms (Hey!  I LIKE working!!!)  and quotes about how no success compensates for failure in the home. (Hey!  I am not solely responsible for failures in the home!!!) 

So. . .  this year we may have found a solution.

This Mother's Day was also our Stake Conference.  For those of you who are not LDS, this is a twice-a-year two hour service where we take 6-7 congregations and shove them into one building so that our regional leaders can speak to us.  They are usually wonderful meetings. . . if you get there at least an hour early to get a soft seat in the chapel so that you can hear what is going on.  Clearly we could not have 100% attendance or there would not be enough seats for everyone, so this year we decided to serve others by staying home.  (How is THAT for justification???)

I slept until 9:20am.  I got up and laid around in my jammies until the middle of the afternoon- well after I had eaten Ed's wonderful "Big Breakfast."  I was presented with a new office chair for my desktop computer that Parker put together.  I hardly know what to do with a chair that sports two arms!  I've only had one for so long that this is a real treat.  By the time I showered, dressed, and played a couple of games of Scrabble with Norm (the computer's name on my iPad) it was time for a very nice dinner.  Very yummy.  The day ended with a reception for Nate Seamons at the school.  That was great, too.  Except for the cupcake crumbs that I had to scrape out of the carpet. 

All in all, it was a lovely Mother's Day.  I got lots of hugs and snugs and I relaxed.  I think I'll be skipping church next year, too. . . whether or not it is Stake Conference!  But don't tell the Bishop. . . we will let it be a surprise!