I love it when my mom comes to visit. I love spending time with her window shopping, crocheting, running errands and just simply talking. She works for the local school district where I grew up and they had Springbreak this week. She took the opportunity to come up and visit. She also took on the task of bringing up boxes and totes so my brother can pack up his stuff to go home for the summer. I was feeling kinda bummed because I normally work 10-6 most days. Well, as luck would have it, my co-worker who normally opens the copy center needed to trade shifts with me, I got done with work at four, yay! I promptly came home, changed and my mom called to see where we wanted to eat. FOOD! We went to Sizzler, which normally is great but they overcooked my steak, YUCK. Afterwards we walked off our meal at Wal-mart, picked up a few movies, talked then walked around Borders. We found a good book for my mom and another for my dad. Mom had been looking for a good book on Irish history, lore and the like. We have ancestors who, for whatever reason, moved the Americas 100 years before the Potato Famine. We have no idea why. Could have been a local unruly nobleman, living conditions, or simply a strong feeling to need to move on. Hopefully she can find something that will shed some light on it. My dad is big on science fiction books from authors like Terry Brooks and Terry Goodkind. I told my mom to get him one by Brandon Sanderson. Sanderson helped write and finish Robert Jordan's last book and I know my Dad enjoyed Robert Jordan. I got my love for books and reading from my parents.
We wrapped up the night by watching Van Helsing. Karl (the friar) is our favorite character.
Growing up I never thought I would have such a close relationship and friendship with my mom. But she's become my best friend (besides brant of course) and I always have such a wonderful time with her. I get the ultimate girl time with her because I can tell her anything and I always learn something.
