My sister is bummed about Mother's Day this year, even though she is the one who still speaks to our mother (not so much because she wants to or enjoys it or even respects the lady). It's funny, because I just wish I was in Missouri right now so that I could go have lunch with my grandma, that's the only thing I miss or yearn for. Maybe I'm heartless, I don't know, but considering the pain she intentionally inflicted on my family and the choices she has made in the past couple of years, I feel it a blessing, actually, that my mother is not in my life. I think it's important to cut out the poisonous things, and she most certainly was poisonous.
Otherwise.
Today is laundry and reading (Their Eyes Were Watching God .. so excited) and dishes and kitchen-cleaning and bathroom-cleaning and putting away all my clothes (I've gotten careless and they have made their way to each room on my first floor) and I'm baking muffins and I plan to throw things away.
Ooh, and I shaved my legs. That was a big thing.
Today will be productive, I swear.