Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Mom is Rad

My mom is rad. Let me explain…

My friend (and old roommate) Liz from Chicago got married in Boise this past weekend. Ever since I received the news that she was getting married I wanted to go. Boise is a mere seven hours away, so I felt like it was doable. However, as the date drew closer, the more I dragged my feet on committing to the occasion. You see, Wyatt has school and work on Fridays. And the wedding was scheduled for Saturday morning…which means I would need to:

a.) have Wyatt drive to Boise with me leaving Portland at 2am (an hour added for time change)
b.) leave Wyatt behind and comfortably drive to Boise on Friday
c.) not go

The answer seems clear, doesn’t it? B. Did I mention how much I hate road trips alone?

So I explained my predicament to my mom and she offered to drive the seven hours with me to Boise. Yipee! So she flew into Portland Thursday night and drove to Boise with me on Friday. That is why my mom is rad. Other details on why she is rad include:

  • It was her vacation from work - she could’ve very well spent the time relaxing at home
  • She overlooked my tendency to talk about myself nearly the entire trip
  • She and Louis (her husband who flew into Boise to meet us) treated me to dinner at the Cracker Barrel (one of my favs! (I think you may have just created a new opinion of me with that bit of information.))
  • They treated me to a 3D movie, “Cloudy with a Chance of Meatball” (I highly recommend!)
  • They let me stay for free in their hotel room
  • They did a temple session with me
  • They took me to buy a pair of red shoes on Friday night and spent half the day Saturday driving around Boise to try and find a cheaper pair of red shoes…(I settled on a pair of $7 plum pumps instead)
  • Tolerated my grumpiness on Saturday after a restless night accompanied by a chorus of snoring…
  • They filled my car with gas
  • She let me eat half her crispy burrito at Taco Time without batting an eye
  • They let me pull the “youngest child card” even though I am 27 years old
It was a fantastic trip! I’m so grateful that my mom is rad and was willing to sacrifice her time for me. (Oh, and it was really good to see Liz too! But you know how weddings go…I didn’t really get to spend much time with her at all.)

Thanks momma! I love you!


9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow! That's quite a list!

It was all fun for me. I'm glad I scored the "RAD" rating while I was having a good time, too.

Wish we could go stuff together more often. I miss those Chicago days when we saw each other fairly frequently.

Love, Momma

Anonymous said...

Wow! That's quite a list!

It was all fun for me. I'm glad I scored the "RAD" rating while I was having a good time, too.

Wish we could do stuff together more often. I miss those Chicago days when we saw each other fairly frequently.

Love, Momma

Jeff said...

You're the youngest, aren't you?! And I have always thought your mom is RAD - and I've known her for 20 years!

Dan said...

moms are awesome.

Dane said...

Dude, I'm 23 and still pull the "youngest child" card. Glad to hear it still works at 27! My mom's awesome that way too!

Josette said...

what? no pictures? hmmm. your mom is rad, but if i know mom's, i know they like to spend time with their kids...especially if they don't see them very often...so i bet it was a treat for her! glad you had fun.

AJ said...

what a great story. i loved reading this post. you do have a rad mom. and your mom has a rad daughter. glad you enjoyed your trip.

Collette said...

I've been meaning to comment for a while...Yes, your mom is rad. I've always thought that. I'm not even the youngest and I pull the youngest child card...or just the I'm your daughter, don't you love me card quite often:)

Liz said...

I'm so glad you came!! It was way fun to see you and glad that your mom was awesome and drove with you :)