Mother's Day began with breakfast in bed, but I did not get to loll in bed for all that long because I was expecting company! We were planning a small brunch for the extended family, and the house was still fairly squalid after nearly a full day of cleaning on Saturday—the clutter situation around here has gotten completely out of control. Then there were bagels to slice, and fruit to cut up, and coffee to brew, and so on. But it was a warm and lovely party.
My next chance to loll was kiboshed because Pete still doesn't have a suit for his Bar Mitzvah. (He and Andy had explicit instructions to get one while the girls and I were in NYC; they went and were so overwhelmed by the options that they glazed over and came home empty-handed.) So off we went. He got a suit, shirt, tie, belt, socks, and shoes, plus a second shirt and tie for the Friday night services before his Bar Mitzvah (he'll wear his chinos and blue blazer).
Then I forfeited another lolling session because the girls also weren't yet clothed for the Big Day, so on Mother's Day, I found myself in my least favorite spot on the planet: the mall. Ugh. But ... we quickly found perfect (sale!) dresses for both Steph and Julie, and even a dress for me for the Friday night before! The girls wanted to look for new shoes too, but I was running on empty and just wanted to get home.
First Andy and I had cocktail hour. And then, finally, Julie and I went out to our new hammock, snuggled together under our favorite afghan (it was starting to get pleasantly chilly), and she read while I played Scrabble for over an hour. Talk about lolling! It was worth the wait.
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