okay so I need to vent a little right now....here I go, brace yourselves:
My day WAS going great, my mum and I are having a fantastic mother's day together and then, not ten minutes ago, it happened. The phone rang that long distance ring and since we are expecting Aimee (my sister) to call today, I picked it up. I say "hello?" and there's a long pause and I know then that picking up the phone was a big mistake.. I know that silence, I know what it means and without even hearing the voice on the other end, I know who it is: BITCHSLAVA! The world's most evil granny. And dispite the note on the phone above the call display that reads: "Warning, do not answer 514-640-**** Danger!!" I picked up. I held the phone for a few moments, the receiver hovering between my ear and the craddle, not knowing weather or not to hang up or try and get throught the agonizing conversation. But it was too late, I'd said hello and now that thick silence was replaced with the fony weakened voice of my evil granny. Her name isn't really Bitchslava, but it's close...and this suits her better. I'm not going to get into why she's a ho, but trust me, she it. And this is her bi-yearly guilt trip phone call and for some reason, I'm always the one who answers. So she's asking me why I haven't called and since she's practically def, I wispered "becase your evil and I can't stand you". She didn't understand, but at that point, I kind of wished she had. Infact I almost let it all out. I was about to tell her al the reasons why I don't call or visit, but then she would win by making me mad. So I decided to keep my cool. She went on and on about how "sick" she is and "this is it.." meaning she's dying, the old bag's been dying for almost 10 years... The conversation went on for like eight minutews until she hung up on me. She always does. What a Bitchslava.

Ahhh much better, now I can move on to happier things, like my wonderfully amazing mum!

My mum is awesoome. Not only is she the most caring, giving, thoughdful person I know, but she's also my friend. She's taught me just about everything I know. She gave me life. and it seems strange to only have one day of the entire year devoted to your parents. They deserve so much more. I'm just going to say right now that :

Mum, you are the best mum for me. I love you with all my heart and I'm so happy to have a mum that's also my friend. You have taught me how to be caring, giving, thoughful, loving...You've helped me through all the break-ups, the tears, cuts and scrapes....You were and are always there when I need you. So than's mum for being you and for giving me such a wonderful life. You've made me the person I am today (except for the drugs and alcohol, that was me).

So I made her breakfast this morning and we just came back from the IGA and now we are going to do water colors while watching the game. It's fuuny though. I'm trying to make her relax and just lie down but all she wants to do is walk the dog, do dishes and laundry... Then I realized that these are things she likes doing. I don;t think she considers hem "chores". She really likes to mow the lawn. She likes vacuming and dusting. These are her day off things. I mean I like doing those hings too, but not always. So I'm just letting her do ewhat she wants and I'll be making her a nice dinner tonight, lemon-chicken penne with salad and freshly baked bread and strwberry shortcake for desert. And this evening, we'll sit on the couch and watch tradin spaces, simpsons and then x-files.

Last night we went out ti the balet. It was "Romoe and Juliette". It was okay. I wasn;t really in the mood to go out, but once we were there and the car sickness fadded away, It was really nice and we met up with Chris and Isabell so that made it fun too.

Oh and I'm not a millionaire, but I did match upo three numbers, I don't think that gets me anything but I'm getting closer. No one won so now the jackpot is like 34 million or something ridiculous like that, I guess I'll be playing again next week. Anita, you may have made a gambler out of me yet!

Happy Mother's Day