Last night, both L and M called separately to ask if I had any plans for Mother's Day. Each, when I told them "no", asked "do you want to do something?" It seems to be coming down to I am supplying the makings of a meal, at my house, and L and her boyfriend may cook it for me. That is, if M can make it, which we don't know because L is to call M to see if they can coordinate something. I'm still waiting to hear back. In all honesty, I'd rather skip Mother's Day. My relationship with my own mother is non-existent, and there's still a lot of baggage with both kids. And, I know that while neither of them are doing too well financially, I absolutely hate planning my own Mother's Day. At least they thought of me and I know that there are mothers out there that don't have that. Pity party over... M is going to the "assistant manager training program" at Plaid Pantry. And he and his girlfriend are getting their own apartment. It's good on the training. But the story about the new apartment came with a very very long detailed explanation of why his girlfriend's roommate was responsible for them moving. What he left unsaid was that they are moving before he saved up the three months salary he promised her he would save. There's always big red flags when major life changes come with a big long story. Heck, there's just problems with any big long story that comes out of his mouth. Oh, well. His problems, not mine. My problem is that I am still waiting for an apology, I think. I don't think it's ever coming, so it really is my problem. One I'm not going to deal with on Mother's Day.