Mother’s Day

coollogo_com-277265460May 10, 2015 we celebrated Mother’s Day.

I have to say it was okay. What’s really important is that my mom had a good time since it’s her day. Jeff and I got to my parents’ house early. I love being with my parents when it’s just Jeff and I because I know soon as the others show up it’s a mad house.

Sure enough it was. My sister Chrissy and her family came after us. It’s odd because my older brother was late. He is never late. But they came too. They have a son who is two and he had the crappiest haircut. I have no idea what they were thinking when they cut his hair.

I always feel like disappearing when my siblings and their families come over. Because they don’t include Jeff and I in conversations. It’s always about my kid did this and my kid that. Whatever. Also we never have anything in common with them because like I stated before they don’t want to hang with us ever. So they don’t know what we are doing in our lives. Unfortunately we do know what’s going on their lives via mom. Mom has to tell me everything about them. And really I just don’t care. I am always thinking that as they are talking. Please shut up, I don’t care.

Every year we siblings try to outdo each other. And you would think I would be at a disadvantage not having kids. Nope! Being a creative person, I most of the time top them. This year I think I won. Even though my sister Chrissy makes more money than any us, she usually spends way more money than she needs too. She just got mom a gift card. Corey’s family always gives pictures of their kid or whatever he made in daycare. But my gift was the coolest. I gave mom two old photos that I fixed in Photoshop, blew them up and put them in nice frames. Then I took other old photos and colored them in Photoshop. Took forever to do but so worth it.

The photos are of her mom, her parents’ on their wedding day, her and her dad and her as a little kid. She was so impressed and totally loved them. I won!

Anyways despite how I feel when we are all together. This day was about my mom. So I grin, fake laugh and make stupid conversations to be there for my mom on her day.

Here are the photos:

framed picsDad (Jack) and Dorene Easter 1959 recolor 1Dorene Easter 1959 recolor 2