My mom flew home yesterday. We had a wonderful weekend.
She got in late on Friday, and we sat up until after midnight talking. The next morning we went to brunch. We spent most of the afternoon talking, but she did take a little time to bake a cake.
She planned ahead. She mailed a package to me that arrived a week ago. It had my presents inside. But it also had a cake mix, frosting, and maraschino cherries. Ronni had told her that my favorite cake was cherry chip, so she had bought a cherry chip box mix. But one of my nieces made that cake by accident. So she sent a Jiffy cake mix and cut up cherries to put in the cake. It was delicious.
We went to dinner and then came home for cake and ice cream and to let me open my presents. She gave me plush versions of Darth Vader, Yoda, and Chewbacca. (Those were the characters she could find.) She put small figures of Darth Vader and Luke Skywalker on my cake. And there was a huge birthday card that played the Star Wars theme upon opening. I think she's figured out I like Star Wars. ;)
We spent some time watching the Weird Al Yankovic DVD one of my brothers had given us for Christmas (at my mom's prompting). It had a video of "The Saga Begins." The song follows the plot of The Phantom Menace, set to the tune of Don McLean's "American Pie." Very funny. (If you want to hear the song and see the video, you can watch it at YouTube: The Saga Begins.)
Then we talked until midnight. After a few hours sleep, we got up and talked, had brunch, and waited until her plane left just after one-thirty in the afternoon.
We just talked. Both of us sometimes worry the other wants to go do something else, but the truth is, we still haven't had that much time together. And we both just want to sit around, talk, and soak it all in. At least, that's how I feel. And it sounded to me as though she felt the same way. We probably seem pretty boring to everyone else. But we can't get enough of each other.
It was, in short, the best birthday I've ever had. And really, only the second happy birthday I've really had. It was hard to see her go. But I've been feeling more secure lately. I know we'll see each other again before the year is out. All in all, I couldn't have asked for anything more.
Here's a picture of the two of us on my birthday (a few hours before she had to leave):
I'm still smiling as I sit here thinking of this past weekend.