Ho hum Mother's Day

My hubby made a mistake and it happened on Mother's Day. Poor hubby!
So, I rolled with it. The mistake was like this, see? We have a science center membership and when they get the newest IMAX movies in, they send us an email so we can see them. Pretty cool, right?
Well, poor hubby got the email and didn't think about mama's day. He got tickets for us all to go see Ironman 2 on a Sunday. So we did. Left a little after 12:30.

It took us about an hour and a half to get there because of traffic. Crazy, busy traffic. And it is a GORGEOUS day outside, GORGEOUS! The likes of which we get here in the NW about 2 times a year. GORGEOUS! And what are we doing? Sitting inside watching a movie. Sitting inside watching a very bad movie that is all hoochie mama dancing girls and lecherous self centered arrogant guys and things blowing up. Scarlett Johannsen wore, musta been, 6 inch heels. She walked funny in them, and you know that was some guys idea of sexy. Get real! Dude, next time YOU wear those shoes. Seriously!
It took about another 2 hours to get home, so most of the day was shot by the time we got home.
But we grilled turkey blue cheese burgers for dinner, so all was forgiven.

But, really, that's what real moms do. They go to movies they hate, wipe noses and hineys, clean up barf and every other bodily fluid with no snarky remarks, dash to the store last minute because even though she could command a battlefield with the precision and preplanning her home runs on, her loving child "forgot" at the eleventh hour, she will watch umpteen baseball/soccer/track-meets/football games in the rain/snow/sleet/sun and smile through them all because that's what moms do.

Happy Mother's Day to all you had-to- go -see- Ironman -2 -mamas out there. You rock more than Ironman and you don't even have to wear the suit!