It's Mothers Day this beautiful Sunday in New Jersey. The one day of the year when we try to make up to Mom for all the things we put her through. Some of us will take our Moms out for a nice meal or maybe invite her over for a bbq. We may buy her a card and some nice flowers. The choices are truly endless as long as we are as nice as possible.
I, personally, have decided to continue a tradition I started while still in my teens. I'm not going to share with my mom all the bad things I have done in my life she has no idea about. The bar fight in the Fastlane in Asbury Park. The night the last thing I remember is buying a pitcher of beer with a young lady at the Stone Pony, and waking up on the pool table, to find my friend passed out in a corner of the bar. Then taking turns driving home, how we made it I will never know.
Then there is the night when I arrived home after having a really good night, you know what I mean, with my then girlfriend to find a taxi in my driveway. When the door opened and it was a girl I had wanted to date for years, I knew this was going to be a night you tell all your buddies about, but not your mom. And it was, but that's a story for another day.
Needless to say, I was by no means the perfect son. I definitely did more than my share of things that my mom would not be proud of. However, the one thing I did do was manage to keep her in the dark about many of my transgressions. That is the greatest gift I have ever given my mom.
So when my mom says, "You shouldn't have" and I reply, "Trust me, I should have done more", she has no clue how much I mean that!
Happy Mothers Day to all the moms out there, luckily for me my mom doesn't have a computer. So if you know her don't print this up for her. You wouldn't want to mess up a longstanding tradition. What mom doesn't know won't hurt her, now that's the perfect Mothers Day gift.
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