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Okay, so...I don't think I ever told you about Mother's Day '06.

My cousin Kristen and I drive down to Fredericksburg VA to have celebrate it with our family at our Nana's house...It started out beautifully civilized and we all laughed as we played catch-up.

Kristen left, to head out for her vacation at the beach. She left me. With all of them.

My great Aunt Alma, a good, sweet Christian woman, had one bloody mary too many and locked herself in the bathroom praying to God to forgive her and refused to come out for the majority of the dish-washing scenario...

My aunt and her partner get in a fight over who's cleaning up more and who's not plus Darlene (her partner) was being reprimanded for making the bloody marys. They cry.

My mom says, amidst the yelling and the crying, "Guys, we just got Nana & Larry to stop fighting (he died the year before), now can't we just get along?"

So that sent Nana to the laundry room weeping, in which my mother in turned yelled at me for sitting bewildered at the dining room table to go console her and apologize for what I did.... Yeah.

So...last year, in 07 it is obvious to assume that I did not attend that year's Mother's Day celebration and secretly took my mom out to a quiet dinner instead.

This year, folks, I am braving it out. I was tricked, but I'm still going. I fell for it, I must pay for it.

If I do not return Sunday evening to tell you either good news or bad news, please assume that I passed on.

On a lighter note, I got my mom a great present And me 2 bottles of Reisling because that's just the way it has to be sometimes.