Happy Mother’s Day from Puerto Rico, where I’ve spent the last few days celebrating Angela’s wedding. It’s lovely here. I’m wearing brightly-colored dresses and espadrilles. My legs are even gaining some color! If I never return to Boston, can you blame me?
I’m taking a break from
drinking sunning on the beach to wish all the mothers out there a very happy day. As for my own mother, I thank my lucky stars every day that she wasn’t a Tiger Mom and allowed me to use the bathroom while I practiced piano. No, in all seriousness, my mom’s the greatest. She loves me unconditionally even though I can be an absolute brat sometimes. She’s the person who I can call at 11pm in the midst of an epic meltdown and will do anything in her power to make me feel better. My mom is my best friend, my confidant, my shopping buddy, my fellow goofball. For all this and so much more, I love her. Thanks for everything, Mom.