Happy Day of Treating Your Mother Right (Although I Screwed Up & Added to Her Daily Stress with a GrubHub Card). My Bad. Happy Mother's Day to All Who Celebrate.

I learned my lesson the year I waited until Father's Day to double celebrate my mother for a parental two-for-one. I thought Happy Mother-#$@#$'s Day was a nice approach. Technically, it covers two territories, but I learned it's more crass than loving. That is why I was forced to watch Mr. T, so I could get advice from an expert.

I wanted to send chocolates, but that really isn't a thing any more, and she has enough pajamas for the next three decades. I often offer flowers and they're nice, but they fade to quickly, and getting outdoors to look at perennials is an unlikely affair. I was thinking the best strategy would be addressing her biggest complaint - the need for a meal beyond Meals-on-Wheels from one of her favorite locations. I selected GrubHub to the rescue, remembering that it took me a while to figure out when Sue McV sent a card to me. Once the efforts are decoded in digital spaces, it's actually quite easy...but I typically pick up the food, which I didn't factor in. Don't think Dad can use the lawn mower to travel that far anymore.

Ah, but it's thankful to have opportunity to try for a nice gesture in celebration of MOMS, even if we typically get it wrong (and I'm hearing from many, at least you have a mom to celebrate...many have lost theirs). 

So, GrubHub it was and is. If one nice, out-of-the-blue dinner comes from it then it is a great thing, even if it is Burger King. Sadly, I'm not in Syracuse for in-person affairs, but I do what I can through the yearly blog and another JibJab celebration. I went to send a card, but the cheapest one was $9 (what? Are they trying to be a gallon of gas these days?). I opted for digital joy instead, including a classic from Mr. T.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom! And Happy Mother's Day to all the other Moms out there. Here's to you.