Mothering sunday

Its mothers day here.

I got my mother a book, and we went out to a pub for sunday lunch

Basically because they were offering a two for one deal. After nagging my oldest sister into showing up. We had to wait for my brother. Who wanted to go somewhere else. Anywhere else. We bickered for most of the meal. My sister fetched cutlery and condiments. Rather then waiting for the waitress to do it. My brother was chewing a piece of plastic, a bottle top, and will not pull up his jeans.

That said, we called my youngest sister at college. To tell her how much fun we were having with out her

I am treating myself with lucozade