I am NOT a morning person

My Mom is a greeting card fanatic no question about it. If you don't believe me I will show you the overflowing file of greeting cards she keeps in the bottom drawer of her filing cabinet. I think if buying greeting cards was an Olympic sport, she'd win gold. Hands down, no doubt about it. I have know my mother to spend an hour at a store reading and laughing profusely at one of the dozen or so cards she has in her hand. And even on the rare occasion I have known my mother to buy that PERFECT birthday card for a friend as much as a year in advance. No kidding. One July afternoon, mom walked in from the store, eyes sparkling and a wide beaming smile and made the announcement, "I can't wait to give you our birthday card! I found it today and its PERFECT!!" My birthday is in January.

Another example of just how much greeting cards make my mom days is from last Christmas when mom and I were out Christmas shopping on afternoon. Mom and I happened on a cute little shop that had a line of greeting cards Mom loved but had only seen on in shops on the East coast. At one point while mom was laughing over the cards, a shop employee walked over to see if mom was ok. You see, mom was laughing so hard the cute little college aged employee thought mom was crying. That's how much mom loves cards that make you laugh until you cry. Rolling-on-the-floor-laughing-until-you-cry, cards-that-are-JUST-MADE-FOR-YOU, because-laughs-are-the-best-present greeting cards are just her thing. Its one more thing on the list of a thousand things that make Mom fabulous.

In the past two months, I have gotten two of those cards myself. I think I see a pattern emerging. What can I say, Mom knows me best!




I am pretty sure if I looked through photos of when I was a kid, I would find one that looks similar to the one above.