mothering sunday

Oh yes it is Mother's Day tomorrow.
I think I've written before how when I lived back on Brunswick Street we used to love watching families turn up, three generations piling out of the car all smiles and then an hour later returning, smiles tautly plastered on their faces, stuffing gran back into the car and  working out how fast they can get her back to the  HSOPH (High Security Old Peoples Home) and how far away from the rest of their family members they could get. Of course not all Mother's Days are like this for all families but I often think the artificial constructs of days like Mother's Day, were everyone is expected to act felicitously- and slightly worshipfully- towards a family member, is just bound to end a bit snarkily.
So I've been thinking if you are going down the Mother's Day present path then these two book have really got to be the way  to go. A new batch of the Tasmania CWA cookbook arrived on Thursday and moments later a box of the brand-spanking-new-hot-off-the-presses 'Op Shop Guide Victoria' arrived! How excited are we! If your mother is a MasterChef groupie then get her the CWA book as she better bone up on her plain cooking before that challenge comes around. And if she is a serious recycler/scavenger then the  OpGuide is for her, 1/2 a kilo of op shop listing for the whole of Victoria with opening hours and descriptions  (we want Kelly to turn it into an iPhone app!).
Of course we do have other presents for mothers who are bibliophobic.
There is new hand spun yarn going in store this morning (get her to knit it up as a scarf for you, total win-win present there) and I made piles of tea towel cushions earlier this week (they are clogging up the hall and the kitchen at the moment, could you come buy some so I can get to the kitchen bench please?).
And, of course, there are new colours in the angora fingerless gloves (if she doesn't like them then a. there is something wrong with her and/or b. you get to keep them).
Well I better get off and sort the shop and getting ready for another Saturday as shopgirl.