Today is my mom's birthday. When I called to wish her happy birthday she was all full of doom and gloom about how she and her friends are getting older and she doesn't care if I put her in a nursing home as long as it's a nice one. To that I say "MOMMY!!!!" And then I proceed to tell her that she has many many many many years to stick around... and talk stupid.
Happy Birthday, Mom! I love you!
Seriously, my mom is awesome. She's 71 years old and runs around like a teenager. She volunteers at the hospital as a translator, she takes line dancing classes, aerobics classes and works out like 3 times a week, she freaks out if she gets a pound over 130 lbs., she likes to go dancing and almost every weekend she goes to Chicago for music concerts. My mom is one very hip-happening lady. She takes really good care of herself and I can only hope that I'm in as good a shape as she is when I'm her age.
We're supposed to go out to lunch this afternoon, but we're currently playing it by ear. The weather isn't being that cooperative. Again, the aforementioned snow thing. We'll see how it goes.
For now, I'm going to go finish up the laundry, make a few phone calls and play with Jackson.