My Mom

In the spirit of Mother’s Day, here is a short list of reasons why I love my mom:

• She’s awesome
• Even though some of the places I want to travel to are off the beaten path, I know she wants to come with me
• She likes to drink wine with me
• She doesn’t (usually) knock my crazy ideas
• When we would go to amusement parks as a kid, and my dad and sister would go on the rides, she would wait with me (only as an adult I found out that she didn’t like rides either, so she was totally cool with it)
• She always finds fun things to do when I visit
• She and my dad used to plan mystery tours, we’d leave the house with an overnight bag and go for a drive that they didn’t even know where we’d wind up (though as an adult I have to believe that sometimes they knew where we were headed)
• She sends me pictures when she gets a haircut, like I have any hair style sense
• She loves taking my travel pictures and making photo albums (for which I have zero patience)
• Once my blogs are posted she sends me grammar suggestions
• She doesn’t mind if I call her late at night
• She has a special recipe for macaroni salad that I’ve never been able to duplicate
• The first time I got into a bar underage, I called her from a payphone (yes, I’m old) to tell her the fake ID worked, and she wasn’t even mad
• She made me wear makeup for my proms, and said she was probably the only mom that had to force their daughter to wear lipstick
• She loves me unconditionally