During my lost weekend which lasted for six weeks, I was able to rally around one particular theme: Mother’s Day. A couple of days before the actual holiday, Suzanne and Skitter and I made a car voyage to Delta to wish Mom a pleasant Mother’s Day. While in Delta, I let Suzanne run rampant with my debit card amidst the towering canyons o’ fabric at Mom’s Crafts. A giant shopping bag filled with her sewing-track mind selections was my extravagantly costly—but so worth it—Ma’s Day gift to her. Back in SLC, we had reservations at STANZA for Mother’s Day brunch. And later, Rowan and Cameryn took time away from their fascinating life to bring us cookies and gifts, and to spend a swell evening gabbing with us.
FYI I won’t leave you hanging. TIE O’ THE DAY will resume tales about my “disappearance” drama in the next post.
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