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Mother’s Day

Mother's Day is a fairly recent arrival, I was surprised to find out.  Sometime in the 20th century.  There are other things that can be connected to it, in many different religions pagan and monotheistic.

I like to think of it as a day where Mom's don't have to do shit.  Where the kids and Dad really go out of their way to let her relax and just do nothing.  Problem for some Mom's is doing nothing is almost next to impossible.  I'm about to go upstairs and volunteer to go into the attic and get all the spring and summer stuff down so we can change over stuff.  Before you say it, I already made a trip up 2 months ago for the kids clothes.  This is more hers and my stuff, sheets, and the fans we put in the windows.

My wife is one of those people who doesn't like to sit still, so I'm having the kids finish up cards for their grandma and great grandma, and then we're going to go volunteer for duty.  Me?  I have a feeling I'm going to be going up and down a ladder for most of the afternoon, but that's okay.  It needs to be done, and it helps create a sense of accomplishment, getting rid of the "Need to get into the attic" part of the HoneyDo List.

We went out yesterday to my parents in LI to spend the day with them.  It was nice, we got out there around lunch, but my brother and I left the womenz at the house with my aunts and parents and took the kids to the Long Beach boardwalk.  We both brought the kids bikes so while they rode down the boardwalk, my brother and I ran.  It was slow jogging, but it felt pretty good.  Nice cool breeze off the ocean, sun was warm, I started sweating after about 2 min, but all in all, we only stopped to walk once.  My bro is training for a triathlon, but has been sick for a few weeks with a wicked sinus infection so he hasn't been able to train.  We made our way down to the end, sprinting the last 200 yards or so.  The kids were waiting for us at the end, "EXHAUUUUUUUUUUUUUSTED" as they put it.  You'd think they just ran a marathon.  My tri is in July and I've been really nervous about the run portion.  The swim will be difficult, the ride I'm not even thinking about because I could do it in my sleep, but the run was really worrying me.

We asked a guy if he knew how long it was from one end of the boardwalk to the other and he said "2.25 miles".

I was floored.  I did it!  The most I had done at work on the treadmill was 1.5 and I was fairly dead.  This was a TOTAL different experience.  It wasn't easier, it just didn't seem nearly as hard, and it was the longest run I have done to date (at least training for this I mean).  My brother smiled and said "Not nearly as scary now is it?" 

Oh HELL no!  If I could do this and still feel like I did when I finished, if I keep training, I'm going to kick ASS!  Granted, my right hip is killing me right now, but I'm stretching it out and planning on going for a short run tomorrow.  He's also sending me a calendar on when to do what training.  

Anyway, back to Mother's Day.  Husbands, do something nice for your wife - you get double points if you do it without her asking you to.  Triple points if you do it without her asking and if it's been something she's been asking you to do for a long time.  I think that's the key here tho.  Don't just go buy her something sparkly, tho you can do that.  Do something FOR her, something that will make her feel like you give a shit

And for all - CALL YOUR MOTHER!