Mom

Mom comes to town today. The sun is just starting to poke its head out. Hopefully the weather will be nice while she's here.

My mom is cool. A little weird, but cool. She will probably tell me she misses the dog. She will probably forget her cell phone, which is sitting on a shelf at home, plugged in but not turned on. She will probably not bring a swimsuit, even though she really wants to go to the beach. She will probably try to garden in my backyard. She will probably look disapprovingly in my refrigerator. Shake her head at my hedonistic wine collection. She will probably be stunned that I don't live like a total beggar. Ask me how I pay for certain things (wine in particular...sales, Mom, sales...see, I WAS paying attention all those years).

Hopefully she will take the opportunity to relax and be away from everything she is responsible for. The dog, dad, work, flowers, the cars, the house, and so on.

Anyway, she'll be here soon. I hope I can show her a good time.