Yesterday was Mother’s Day. It is a bit hard to miss isn’t it? We are bombarded with advertising. What should we get our mum? A new TV? Whitegoods, diamonds? If we believed everything we saw on telly we would feel like total failures unless our mum gets the sort of gift we need to bump up our credit limit to afford.
This kind of thing is getting out of hand. When Mother’s Day first started it was simply a day to show your love and appreciation for your mother. People wore a white flower as a tribute and were encouraged to visit, or contact their mother in some way. That was it. No gift guilt, no massive marketing of unnecessary trinkets.
Mum, if you are reading this I wasn’t being cheap, I was just returning to tradition.
Just kidding 🙂
As a mum myself it is up to me to give subtle hints to the family as to the small gifts I might like on the day. When the rain meant I was having trouble drying the clothes last week I demanded a tumble dryer. When I was annoyed at the build-up of unwashed dishes I demanded a dishwasher.
Well, demanded might be a little strong…. I… ummm… strongly suggested, yeah, that’s better. Actually, the dryer and dishwasher are a standard joke around here, when I mention that life would be easier with one or the other the Man of the House feigns surprise, ‘What do you mean we need a _____? he says, I’ve already got one! She’s just not doing a very good job at the moment that’s all.’ Then he runs away before I kill him.
Actually I was very pleased with my Mother’s Day gift. In the morning I was given breakfast in bed and a new pitcher plant (regular readers will remember that I have a love for plants that kill). I was excitedly informed that if I look after this new friend properly the pitchers will grow big enough to eat a rat.
Well, no matter how properly I look after it I doubt it will grow as large as that in this cold climate. Nevertheless, I will be hoping that global warming and an accidental application of radioactive goo will cause it to become a gigantic man-eater. Just what the Steps of Death needs!