I started crying at the airport yesterday when I learned that my reservation was messed up. I thought I wouldn't be able to come home for my mum's birthday.
Yeah, so I missed the 1:30PM flight.
But I fixed the problem and ended up getting on the 4:15PM flight.
My sisters picked me up. And that was nice.
When we got to my mother's apartment, it was really sweet: when she saw me, she cried out "OH! My son, my son! My son! I've missed my son! Oh my God!" and she felt my stomach and sides and talked about how I've lost weight and gave me all these kisses on my cheek.
It was really sweet. =)
Today she made me breakfast and brought it to me so I could eat it while lying on the couch, watching "Will and Grace". And then we ran some errands and she bought me things, including my FAVORITE glue, a rotary cutter, and some new underwear.
I kinda don't feel like hanging out with any of my friends.
Lying on this sofa and watching television and eating lots of food feels too good.
In other news, Chanel (of Junkprints) made me this shirt that I've been eyeing since before I knew her. It's so boss.
I kinda don't want to take it off. I'm so proud of it. And I like showing it off.
It's getting kinda rank tho cuz I'm sorta smelly... but... y'know.
More later.
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I love the shirt. Her stuff is so great.
And there are so many great things about hanging out at home, lounging around, eating food, and relaxing.
i wish i was a mom.
i cried last time i went to the airport, too. glad you made it home to see your mum.
xotou