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Thirteen Reasons I Love My Mama (a belated birthday post)

1. She puts up with me, even when I am crabby & difficult to be around

2. She spends hours on the phone with me, talking about life & world events & who knows what else

3. We like to watch tv together…over the phone

4. She likes Nascar, football & dog shows

5. She loves teddy bears – my old room has been converted into the “Bear Room” . Here they all are on housecleaning day.

6. She loves animals as much as I do and takes care of hers like they were her kids, just like I do. She’s got three dogs and I have three cats…

7. She’s willing to try new things – usually after some cajoling – like working out, eating better, using email & surfing the web, etc. I’m really proud of her for all of these!

8. She’s always supported me, even when she didn’t agree with my decisions.

9. She’s always been there to listen when some of those decisions didn’t QUITE work out as I had planned.

10. She has a great sense of humor. Sometimes she makes me laugh so hard, I cry.

11. She can be very focused when she wants/needs to be. I was very concerned about her when she had her hysterectomy but she bounced back like nobody’s business in no time flat. I was totally stunned – and only hope that I will be that way too if I ever need to have major surgery. There were things to be done and she wasn’t letting this “little” thing get her down.

12. She loves my friends and always has.

13. She’s my mama – even though the circumstances weren’t ideal and she was probably very afraid, she had me and loved me for always.

Thanks, Mom! I love you.

Yesterday was Mamacita’s birthday and I was so distracted, I forgot to blog about it.

Why was I distracted, you may ask?

Because I was trying to get in touch with her all evening and could not!

I knew she was working all day so I waited until I was driving home to give her a call. I got the voicemail. No big deal; left a birthday message and said call me back, etc.

I went right from work to get my hair cut and ended up there forever. I checked my cell on the way out and still no call from Mamacita.

I got home around 8 and called again. Still, the voicemail. Another message.

This is when I release my OCD and start calling every five minutes. Then I thought, maybe there has been an accident on their road – there often is, as it is a busy road with too many trucks and too many curves and too many speeders, and for some reason, most accidents cause their phones to go out.

So I called her cell. It didn’t even ring, just went to the voicemail which she does not have setup. I think I tried this three times in between calling the home phone.

Finally, I got online and emailed her, just about the same time I posted last night.

Still nothing.

So I call Dad’s cell. He answers and says she’s fine, their phone is fine, she’s just been on it all that time.

My, what a popular Mama I have!

She finally called me around 10 and I finally got to wish her a happy birthday.

Sigh.