Hostirad (hostirad) wrote,

Mother's Day blues

So, what did y'all do for your mother yesterday, folks?

I helped my brother plant some hosta and other ornamental ground cover around my mother's tombstone.

The ground cover was not just for my mothers tombstone. It was for my father's and brother Bill's tombstones as well. Oh happy day.

I never cared much for Mother's Day anyway. Just one more day to have to worry about finding the right gift that Hallmark obliges us to present on this day. Okay, Hallmark didn't actually make this a national holiday. Woodrow Wilson did that with a presidential proclamation. 36 U.S.C. § 117.

I would happily skip both Father's and Mother's Day because I find giving and receiving gifts incredibly difficult. It makes me practically psychotic. (Which might partly explain this post.) Yesterday inspired me to start thinking again about finishing the rant I began three days before Christmas last year, "Giving and Receiving Gifts Is a Hellish Absurdity." I didn't work on the rant today because I was hit by a different inspiration, to rewrite an article on motivated cognition in science that I have been trying to publish for seven years. I am making good progress and feeling a little calmer today. So maybe the essay on gifts will have to wait a little longer.

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