It’s true what they say, you know—the crystal really doesn’t fall far from the cluster. 

Happy Mothers’ Day to all the moms out there—I’m spending the day with my family in New Jersey. Last year we did a barbecue at my parents’ house and a brownie bake-off, and this year it’s lunch at my aunt’s.

The year before that, we did Mothers Day on a Saturday, though I can’t remember why. That was also the 50th anniversary of the FDA’s approval of the Pill, interestingly enough.

My mom & me in the beloved igloo, circa 1987

This year I happen to be the age my mother was when she had me, so that kind of adds a layer of WTF to this holiday. As I’ve mentioned before, I’m aware I have a biological clock, though I’m not sure what time zone it’s on anymore. I think it got set back during those twenty minutes my internship partner and I played Food Group Bingo with the manic bipolar kids. I cannot imagine being responsible for a small human at this point in my life. I mean, jeez, sometimes I look at the plants and think, “If only you could just water yourselves…” So yeah.

How are you spending Mothers’ Day?