Not so good at this thing.

So, as you may have noticed, I'm not so good at writing on this thing everyday like I planned to. This is ridiculous.

Mother's Day was yesterday and we went to my parents'. It was nice to be able to get away from this apartment, see all of my dad's family, and just relax for a little while. Unfortunately, my husband was not feeling well at all. After his little high-line wire accident, his foot has begun bothering him as the nerves and tissue begin growing back, as well as his dislocated shoulder. That combined with the pain medication made him a ticking time bomb yesterday and he was just ready to be home, I think.

Moms are, obviously, very important. I cannot begin to describe how important my mother is to me. In the last couple of years, she and I have grown much closer. I think it's simply part of the maturing process. I can talk to her about anything and I am forever calling her with stupid questions that I can't seem to figure out on my own. She is becoming my best friend, which is what I always wanted. Granted, she's still my mom and will always have that commanding presence when it comes to the "mom stuff", but she's much more than that now and I don't know where I'd be without her. Well, there is a whole lot more that could be said about my mother, but I think we'll leave it at that. She's one of the most important people in the world to me, and I could never thank her enough for the example she's been over the years.

Thanks, Mom. I love you!