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The officially designated Mother’s Day weekend was frantic. It was the day before my most critical yearbook deadline. My Honorable Husband and Darling Daughter knew I was stressed. They also knew that there would be a long wait at every nice restaurant, and they knew our son would be home the next week. They asked if it would be ok with me if we postponed Mother’s Day. I thought it was a wonderful idea.
I didn’t expect anything on Mother’s Day morning, but there on my place at the table was an orchid corsage. It was beautiful. I wore it to church, but after the service we came home and ate leftovers.
From the time my Strong Son arrived home there was a little buzz between him, HH, and DD. I knew something was up. On Saturday afternoon SS, DD, and I went for a hike in the Hill Country. It was a gloriously beautiful day. From time to time they would remind me that we had to get home and get cleaned up. We must leave for dinner by 7:30 if we were to make it to the second part of the celebration. I had no clue what they meant. Going somewhere special for dessert might be something they’d plan for Father’s Day, but not for health-conscious me. I’ll admit I was very curious.
In the car they made me close my eyes. I felt the car turn into the parking lot. When I opened my eyes we were at a little rustic steak house. We pass it often, and I always make some BTD or Type O comment. The menu made me smile. It had the usual baked potato/salad choices, but it didn’t stop there. It also listed green beans, baked sweet potatoes, mushrooms, and a steamed vegetable medley . Steak was clearly the specialty, but there were enough chicken and seafood choices so that HH and DD enjoyed their meal every bit as much as SS and I did.
We got back in the car and began to drive. They told me they were taking me to a movie, but they would not say which one. DD pulled me to one side while HH bought the tickets and SS parked the car. Then I had to walk with my eyes down, looking only at the carpet until we were inside the theater. The movie started. I was still clueless. Then I saw “based on the novel by C.S. Lewis.” We were seeing Prince Caspian, the second of the Chronicles of Narnia movies.
I give Prince Caspian two thumbs up. If you didn’t see the first movie, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, when it came out a couple of years ago, I would recommend that you rent it first. The basic story of Prince Caspian stands alone, but there are references to the first movie that might be confusing if you had never seen it.
It was a perfect Mother’s Day – a delicious beneficial meal, an exciting movie, and being with my wonderful husband and children.
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