
I called my Mom this morning to see if she was going to be home. Brooke and I wanted to ride out to see her since we won't be able to see her on her birthday, which is tomorrow--or so I thought.
Her birthday was yesterday.
I missed it. And it was a "big" birthday. She just turned sixty (holy cow, my mom is SIXTY!). She said she couldn't believe that I didn't call her. It really hurt her feelings, and I'm sure that it did. :(
I know that I have always gotten hers and my late grandmother's birthdays confused. I thought that Granny Ruth's birthday was on June 10 and Mom's birthday was on July 12. I was wrong.
I actually made my mom show me her ID to prove to me that I was wrong and that she did indeed know her own birthdate. LOL
Yeah, but um, I wasn't kidding when I made her show me. I felt awful that I had the date wrong. I'm still calling her in the morning and singing Happy Birthday. I also told her that she's so old now that she probably won't even remember that I messed the days up. I'm sure that made her feel better.
Mom has been going through a bunch of boxes that she has had in storage for the past several years. She gave me tons of photos and I'm so excited to be going through them all. :)
I haven't packed a thing. Nothing. I'll be in panic mode tomorrow but I think I work better under pressure. Actually I know I work better under pressure. I just hope I don't forget anything, like battery chargers, phone chargers, etc. I've made a list (my daughter and I are both obsessive list-makers) so hopefully I'll remember everything.
Hope your day was a great one. :)
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