Mother's day. My older son has been anticipating it for about 2 weeks. His preschool teacher did a great job of drilling it into the kid's heads that Mommies get to rest and relax on Mother's day-- that they don't have to cook or clean or do any work. Just rest. Good job, Miss Natalie! J got the message loud and clear. First thing this morning, J turned to me and said, "Today is Mother's day, Mommy. You only have to rest and relax ALLL day today! Now, can I have some bacon and chocolate milk, please?" well.... he tried his best... So cute and innocent. There were snippets of the day when he seemed to realize that he was supposed to be on good behavior, but mostly, today was just like any other day. At my request, my parents watched the boys so that I could go food shopping by myself. The parking lot was jam packed. I parked in the 3rd to last space in the lot! Inside, every knuckle head in Staten Island was in there clamoring to grab the last bunch of mixed floral bouquets and bags of frozen shrimp. (way to think about your Moms ahead of time bone heads) Despite the masses of procrastinators panicking over their own neglectfulness, it was the most relaxing part of my day.
Got home, unpacked the groceries and the boys demands picked up on cue.. the moment I set down the grocery bags. I turned on the sprinkler, sprayed some sun block on their pale pink little selves and whipped up some guacamole for me and my mom to have on the back deck. For a while, the boys played nice and squealed with joy as they ran through the sprinkler for the first time this season. It was nice. It felt, for a moment, like Mother's day.
I walked into the house to grab a seltzer, and saw a man on my porch. The dogs went bananas barking, and as I got closer, I could see he was holding a huge bouquet of flowers. lilies, mostly, with some fillers and a few roses. I figured it was from my older sister for my Mom. She's very good about sending flowers to my Mom because she lives over 3 hours away and can't always make it for the special days. Before I got to open the door, the guy said through the screen, "Judy?..." I was momentarily stunned. "Yes, I'm Judy... they're for me????"
The card read, "To Mommy, the best Mom in the whole world. Love J & R" Ah. John must have sent them. I texted him to check and he said yes he did. So I texted a simple, "Thank you. That was very nice." and here was his reply:
"You are welcome! You are doing an amazing job with our boys and I appreciate all you are doing! It never goes unappreciated, sometimes it may seem so. I hope you are enjoying the day. J said get roses, but Bell said, No! She likes tiger lilies! So make sure you thank Bell." (Bell is one of our dogs- she likes to lick people's ears, so we always joked that she was whispering secrets when she did that.)
Hmmm... very shady. I couldn't tell you the last time he gave me flowers when we were still together. And lilies??? Back when we were first dating, I told him about how I have a special warm spot for tiger lilies because they remind me of my Nanny, (my dad's mom). and the log cabin we had when I was a kid up in the Catskill mountains--- bright orange tiger lilies grew wild all around our cabin up there.
He's up to no good. He has no business sending me flowers- even under the guise of being a nice guy and hookin me up with a sweet mother's day gift "from the boys." I'll take my plaster-of-paris painted heart and paper flower that J made for me at preschool, Thank you very much.
Fool me once John. Shame on you.
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