Happy Birthday, Mommy!

Doh! I haven’t had time to blog lately, so I’m a little late on writing about my mom and her celebrating another birthday, which was March 30^th. Although she had to work, her coworkers made it special by throwing her a little luncheon and showered her with cute gifts. My gift to her was a gift card to Macy’s, which, for any woman, is something you can NEVER go wrong with. She loved it and was happy, and is ready to buy something pretty.

Like my dad, my mom is very young at heart. She is the cookiest lady I know. I love how she laughs at her own jokes. And its not like a “Ha. Ha.” laugh, it’s more like a “OMG! I’m gonna pee my pants” roar of laughter. Sometimes the joke itself isn’t even funny, but seeing how she thinks its funny, is what really makes it funny—you know? (by the way, I can’t stand when people say that, but I included it in the sentence anyway, even though it bugs me so much). Don’t even get me started on when she starts to laugh hard. That quiet, hard laugh that has her gasping for air and makes her eyes all watery just gets me rolling on the floor, dying of laughter. It’s even worse when her and her 5 sisters are together and laughing up a storm…oyie! Gotta love it though.

A long time I ago, my mom gave me this pillow that said, “A daughter is a little girl who grows up to be a friend.” I’m so glad to have my mom be one of my bestest friends. She’s always been the type of person who I can tell anything and everything to. She has supported me through everything I’ve done in life--school, sports, hobbies, work, and my love for JT (because deep down she loves him too). I always look forward to our bonding time; whether it’s when we’re out shopping, getting manicures, having lunch, or just picking on dad, we always have a good time together and every minute of it is special to me.

Happy Birthday, Mom! Love you, mucho!