Mother's Day

Mother's day was quite the event. I headed up to Bellingham in the early morning with presents in hand ready to show the matriarch of our family some gratitude for putting up with us. I enter the home and give mom her gifts. Season 3 of Perry Mason and the complete collection of the BBC murder mystery show Rosemary and Thyme.

For those who are unfamiliar Rosemary and Thyme is a show about two ladies, one a retired cop and another an academic botanist, who go all around the world looking at beautiful gardens and coming across slain corpses. Their combined forces help solve the murders and justice is swiftly resolved within each hour long episode.

When I purchased the complete collection of the show I realized what an idiot I can be. If I were smart I would've just bought each season and saved them for a number of events such as birthdays, Christmas, etc. Still she loves gardening and stories about dead British people so the gift went over well.

I took the nephews to the football field to see how they've progressed in the sport. I'm sorry to report that they haven't been practicing. Still they had fun tackling each other and learning the fine art of catching and throwing a nerf football and why it's never a good thing to fumble. The oldest was not interested in technique and descended into rampant silliness, even when the youngest reminded him that he throws like the fairer sex. I guess my sister cannot rely on them to be superstar athletes who'll pay for an expensive retirement home.

We had a nice brunch where the parents sipped mimosas and ate to their hearts content on my dime. Back at home we sat and watched Perry Mason make people confess on the witness stand and I kept wondering how in the hell the D.A. kept his job as he never got a conviction. Plus the homicide detective kept arresting the wrong person. Did any of these people sue the police department?

Dad took me aside and said the last time I showed up with that show Mom was glued to the television for almost two days straight. He had to actually make his own meals. Dad is not much of a cook and I think he lost weight during that time. Now she has enough DVD content to last her a week so a crash diet may be in order for him. I do what it takes for his health.

The nephews were kind of upset that I was leaving yesterday, but they quickly went back to their video games and reading this weird, but hilarious children's book called Captain Underpants. Good stuff.

I did go see Frost/Nixon on stage at the Paramount this weekend. For those in the Seattle area I highly recommend going to see it. Yes even Stacy Keach pulled off a great performance.

Oh and for the love of all that is holy and good do not view Wolverine.

"Try and live your life the way you wish other people would live theirs." - Raymond Burr