Dazed and Confused

I hope and pray that all of you mommies out there had a wonderful Mother's Day.

I hope that your people remembered to treat you well and thank you for the awesome job I KNOW you do.

I hope you got a few moments peace. A few.

The men-folk in my house pulled off a nice day...
Breakfast and lunch made by someone other then me and a new TV... to replace the one in the bedroom... that the pilgrims brought with them on the Mayflower.

I've had my eyes on a new TV and my money saved for a while now. I just get very sweaty and nervous when it actually comes time to SPEND the money.
That was Dan/Daddy's gift to me... the ability to walk in and drop all the moolah without any hesitation.

The boy was kind and sweet and promised to crawl in my bed every morning to turn my channels on my new TV from the Today Show to SpongeBob.

For just a few hours, they tried to show their appreciation, and they succeeded.
I obviously have a Mother's Day hangover.
I woke up this morning and remembered 2 very important things that I'd "signed up" to do. Two things that I'd TOTALLY forgotten about.
I had to cancel plans with my pal.
At one point in the afternoon madness, I put the water pitcher (which lives in the fridge) in the PANTRY. At least it wasn't the milk.

I must be confused and disoriented from the un-natural behavior of my husband and son yesterday.
Maybe it's a good thing that every day isn't Mother's Day.