My Mother

I took a picture of my mother a couple of months back and she thought she didn't look good in it. So, when I attemped another shot at her the other day she said she wouldn't take a picture unless she gave herself a facelift:

So, when I tried to take another one, she hid behind Sally:

And finally, here's one of my mother in a ball cap. I don't ever think she's had a ball cap on in her entire life.

I kept telling her just to sit and smile. I bet she will next time. :)

ROJO 05-09-2010

After checking on Ashley Sunday morning, I needed this respit. Ashley was going to be very sore and bruised, but I was satisfied that she was going to be OK. So, we went ahead with our plans to go to the Norah Jones concert at the Alabama Theatre in downtown Birmingham. Our besties Gray and Cindy from Anniston met us at a bar/restaurant they suggested, ROJO. The guys watched the golf tournament and Cindy and I caught up on life. I just don't get to see or talk to her enough. We have so much in common it's pitiful. She is my rock! I can't even imagine how much I am going to miss her when they move to Texas later this summer. But that's another blog post. Back to ROJO - a quaint little spot serving delicious sangrias and other Mexican delights, it is nestled in the heart of Five Points South in a residential neighborhood in downtown Birmingham. What a wonderful evening with wonderful friends. Norah Jones was just what I needed. She was marvelous! Pics of Rojo and good friends:

Happy Mother's Day?!? 05-09-2010

So what is the worst phone call a mother can get? Especially on mother's day? The dreaded one. I got the dreaded phone call Sunday morning at 8:00 AM. My daughter, Ashley, was involved in a one car accident Saturday evening around 11:30 PM. There were four in her car. One of their friends was having a seizure and they were trying to get him to the hospital. The driver lost control of the car, and they ran off the road. Thank God, Thank God, Thank God she is going to be OK. But I have to say my heart stopped for a minute. It could have been so much worse. All four passengers were treated and released from UAB Hospital in Birmingham. One has a fractured back, but surprisingly they sent him home in a brace. Ashley did not have her seat belt on in the back seat (we have had a chat about that) and was thrown out of the back window of her car. Thank you, Lord for making me a mother. But next year I'd like a much milder version of mother's day please. And most of all thank you for my children. That they are alive. That is what I am thinking about the most this mother's day.