Thirteen years ago today, Meego was born. It so happens that May 14th was Mother's Day in the year 2000, so it seemed an appropriate day for a good birthing. If nothing else, I think those of us in the maternity ward that day got some extra freebies that aren't common to just any-old-day birthings.
So while I don't want a fuss on Mother's Day - a request to which everyone too readily complies - we do have a bit of hootenanny for Meego's birthday.
Since we were out track meeting for most of Saturday, we plotted birthday recognition for Sunday, which coincided with Mother's Day.
It was a pretty low-maintenance plan really. The weather was great (finally!), so Meego wanted to hang out at the local zoo for a while, mainly to check out the latest inhabitants of the reptile house. Then we'd go out for a nice meal. Easier said than done! We swung by the university to pick Chaco up, and we were off.
The condensed version is that the zoo was a total zoo. So we decided on plan B: head over to the neighbor falls. The neighbor falls were crawling with people too. I suspect, like us, many were zoo rejects. We made plan C: head over to the next set of falls.
There, we finally had some nice breathing room. The place was noticeably more crowded than usual. You'd think it was a family oriented holiday on the first decent weekend of the spring or something!
But there was plenty of room for all of us, and besides, trail people are typically nice anyway. We just got on the main trail and decided we'd hike until we collapsed... then turn around. I took my glasses off so as to not get freaked out by the crazy rock climbers.
So even though it was plan C, it turned out to be a nice day of family recreating. Meego's first choice of restaurant was uber Mother's Day crowded, so we had a plan B for that too. We were all famished from the hike, so it really didn't matter as long as there was marginally edible food.
By the time we got home, I suspected my parents had already gone to bed, so I didn't call my mom on Mother's Day. I called her yesterday on Not Mother's Day.
Me: Hi Mom
Mom: Hi. You didn't call me yesterday
Me: I know, we were out all day and when we got back, it was past your bedtime.
Me: Anything new?
Mom: No, not really. Guano called. Hagrid called. You didn't call.
Me: I know, I didn't want to get you out of bed.
< more guilt tripping, more me trying to change the subject >
We had a nice little chat after the guilt was satisfactorily applied.
Mom: Okay, thanks for calling. *do I detect a hint of sarcasm?*
Me: Yep, okay, I should go. I have to disgrace the family name by being a lowly crossing guard now.
Mom: Okay, call again.
Me: I will. I'll call in a coupla days. Have the barbs ready!