Mother's Day was quite amazing this year. I know I cranked about it last week. But it really did rock.
For starters, I have been promised an iPhone!!!! (More on that later.)
Our brunch singing gig was freakin' AWESOME. We made people cry (in a good way, so shut up!). (More on THAT later.)
My girls showed up for the brunch with flowers, a card and balloons.
And the Drama King baked a pie.
The pie arrived Sunday night in the hot little hands of Drama King and his boyfriend Rocky, made with love in their very own kitchen. A chocolate pudding'ish affair with an Oreo crust.
Be still, my chocoholic heart.
Anyway, I couldn't figure out how to talk about all these things in one post, so I feel the need to split it up.
For today, my internet pretties, I offer up one of our patented Planet of Janet cringeworthy conversations. (And before you call Child Protective Services, please be advised that Roo-girl was already in bed before this took place!)
The scene: Our kitchen table, strewn with the remnants of yummy yummy pie.
The participants: J-bear, Drama King, Rocky and Drummer Man. Oh, and me, Evil Mother.
J-bear: *random thought* You know those bows you put on cars that are a present? Those are, like, $20!
Drama King: Oooh, I want one of those.
Rocky: What would you do with it?
Drama King: *smirks*
Rocky: Oh, I KNEW I shouldn't have asked.
Evil Mother: Well, you know, it's kinda like that Saturday Night Live sketch.
Drama King: *curls up in a ball, whimpering, in Rocky's lap*
Evil Mother: Oh, sure, like you didn't start it ...
Drama King: *whispers fearfully* Vagina dentata?
Evil Mother: Oh. My. GAWD.
Drama King: There was a movie about that ...
*and then another voice entered the madness*
Drummer Man: Oh, yeah, that got pretty good reviews.
*Unison gasps from the others*
Drummer Man: You know, like at film festivals and stuff. I wanted to see it, but it never was around here.
Rocky: La la la la la la ... anyone want more pie?