The famous Beatles song asks 'Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm sixty-four?'. Fortunately for my mother, this is a question she no longer needs ask herself. What a weight must have fallen off her shoulders! It's not been long at all since she actually turned 64 and already she's been needed for her company, her smile, her shopping expertise, her blessing to buy cars, and kisses on little cheeks. As for the feeding, well, it's only been 24 hours and already she's dined at Goodwood's, Denny's (free Birthday breakfast!), and her personal favorite: the Timbermine. She has also been delivered donuts and had a sneaky snack of See's Candy.
Sixty-four, needed, well-fed, and gorgeous - let's add that to the song, shall we? This year we thought we'd try and surprise her with dinner and a girl's night out on the 26th, the eve of her actual Birthday. We got dad to play along and pretend to take her out to dinner. He wouldn't tell her where to, and for a few desperate seconds she actually thought they were headed to DelTaco. Or as we like to call it: DelCockroach. But that's another story for another time... Fortunately they passed her restaurant of nightmares and drove into the Goodwood parking lot, where dad drove her right up to the door and told her that since it was her Birthday he wanted to be a gentleman and let her out while he went to park the car. Nevermind that there was a parking spot three steps away. Mom thought it was a little weird/funny, but sincenthat basically describes her entire marriage to my father, she didn't argue. She stood in front of the restaurant entrance waiting for dad as he parked, which sent dad into a panic. She was supposed to go into the restaurant, where Marissa, Kate and I would surprise her and dad would drive right back home. So dad parked, got out of the car, and started waving furiously at mom to go into the restaurant already. Again mom just sighed, shrugged, and dutifully went inside where we were able to surprise her good, and dad was allowed to drive away in peace. All three of us got her matching presents to open after we placed our orders. First, a shawl, since she's been saying she'd like to start wearing more of them. Second, a book from the Jesse Stone series by Robert B. Parker. She and I had watched a couple of the Jesse Stone films on Netflix and every single time she would say 'these are so good, I'd really like to read the books they're based on!'.
After dinner we hit the mall, and then headed back to our place and watched Les Mis with Sander and Andrew. Andrew and Marissa & kids spent the night at our house, and the next morning Marissa and I headed over to Macey's to get all the donuts we'd need to feed a small army, stuck some candles in 'em, and headed over to mom's (after we collected the men & kids of course), where we sang Happy Birthday and mom got to blow out the candles on her donut platter.
I hope it was a Birthday to remember for our favorite mom, the best mom and grandma the world, and definitely one of the major reasons we wanted to move here. Love you mom!