mutha, there is no otha

happy mother's day, moms! so, i was talking to my good friend carla on friday, and one thing we discussed at length is how so many of us feel that we can't truly open up on our blogs for fear of angering someone. well, i'm about to take my own advice and just speak the truth. so, i haven't seen my mom for, i don't know, 9 years now? and for a while before that, our relationship was strained to say the least. so when mother's day rolls around, it's not quite the same for me as it is for most others, but this isn't a woe is me post, not by any means. i've never gone without motherly love, and the one person who has been there for me my entire life, who has been ready to do whatever i could possibly want or need (whether i deserved it not), and the one who has been a true mother to me, is my grandma. anything you receive and expect from a mother - love, nurturing, encouragement, and even frustration - i've gotten from grandma. so dahlin, thanks for the mac & cheese, the sleepovers, the salt & vinegar chips, helping me catch baby sharks at the beach that one year, the sixlets, the back scratches, and the knee squeezes and that funny noise you make while you squeeze. i love you thiiiiis much!

and because i'm just not myself if i can't be sarcastic or bring humor into even the most serious situations, i thought you might enjoy a little mr. t and a music video this beautiful sunday afternoon...