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happy birthday mom!

in no particular order,  because i don't do this kind of thing nearly enough, ten things i love about my mom:

1.  she appreciates treats.  we'll just be hanging around the house and she'll look at me and say, "i want something good to eat."  add ten minutes to that statement and she's scurrying around the kitchen looking for a recipe.  add fifteen minutes and my dad is running to the store for ingredients.  add another hour and a half and we've got something delicious to eat.

2.  she's a doer.  peggy doesn't sit around talking about stuff.  almost before an idea hits her brain, she's acting on it.  she sews and scrapbooks, quilts, bakes, organizes and reorganizes, cleans, gardens, reads....and don't even get me started on her packing skills.  peggy's industrious.  she's a mover(but maybe not a shaker). peggy gets in there and gets things done.

3.  irrational and uncontrollable fits of laughter.  you just never know when they'll strike her.  she'll get all red in the face, teary eyed and out of breath for no other reason than the driver of the tram has announced that the next stop is bambi, followed by timon, daffy duck, and pluto.

4.  the baby knowledge.  she's got it.  she ran the part of pomerado hospital that has everything to do with mothers and babies for like 15 years or something.  like she RAN that section and all the nurses and all that.  i never appreciated that until i got one of them babies of my own.

5.  she loves target....and wal-mart.  before she went to nauvoo, she could be found there EVERY morning buying something new or returning something from the day before. 

6.  she's taught me about how to relate with females.  seriously.  i have no sisters.  i get confused sometimes.  she's taught me that everyone doesn't have to be a perfect friend;  that all friends have value, you just have to hone in on what that value is sometimes.  gosh, this isn't sounding nice....i guess the cliched version of what i'm saying is she's taught me how to look for the good in people.

6.  she loves animals.  she has proclaimed our dog, lucky a "celestial" dog.

7.  she's a people reader.  it might be a sickness.  my mother will have a ten minute conversation with a friend i've known for years and proceed to reveal truths about them i'd never noticed, which truths i at first i dismiss, but eventually must admit to myself are valid.  she listens to what you say, but she's also noticing how and why you're saying it.  she's perceptive as all get-out.  luckily she uses this power for good and not evil.

8.  she checks my blog.  like, every day.  and i think it's because she really wants to.

9.  some may find this one a little creepy, and that's okay.  better to discover i'm a weirdo sooner than later.  for as long as i can remember, my mom has always done this thing where, if you're sitting by her, she'll put a hand on your arm or your foot or your shoulder and she'll ever-so-softly give you a little rub.  like, i don't even think she realizes she's doing it.  and you might not notice either...you're just overcome with this general sense of well being....and you're like...yeah, life is alright.  do all mom's have that power?

10.  okay.  number ten.  she shares my love for patrick swayze.  need i expound?  methinks not.

hope you're having a great day mom.  give those temple-goers hell!