This is the email she sent me, my sister, and my brother on Thursday:
“Let’s start a tradition this year that I do not need any Mother’s Day gifts. All of you are on budgets and I don’t want you to have to bust your budget for me. What means the most to me to receive a card from you with whatever heartfelt sentiment you want to include. That’s the best.
Unless Taylor Hicks comes to Denver. Then I want tickets.
How could you NOT LOVE THAT?
Here’s a few tunes for you, Mom. Sorry, I know your first choices, but I just didn’t have “If I Had A Hammer” by Peter, Paul, and Mary on my computer.
“Take Your Mama (Hot Chip remix)” – The Scissor Sisters
(worth noting in this song, when it sings about getting your mom jacked up on cheap champagne and letting the good times all hang out? For my mom, that would be about half a glass. Then, she’d be red-faced and talking louder. After two glasses of alcohol, she will stand up on her chair at the behest of the DJ and dance, as we once did in Cancun. It was fabulous. It is from her that I inherited all of my mad drinking skills.)
“That Was Your Mother” – Paul Simon
“Tell Yer Momma” – Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers
“Motorcycle Mama” (Sailcat cover) – The Sugarcubes
“Wouldn’t Mama Be Proud” – Elliott Smith
“Mama Said Knock You Out” – LL Cool J
(My mama never said that, but maybe LL’s did, which is what led him down such a sordid career path. My dad did regularly tell me not to spit on any boys. Seriously. And I never have).
“Mother’s Day” – Nada Surf
“Decatur, or, Round of Applause for Your Step Mother!” – Sufjan Stevens
(a little love for the blended family matriarch)
HERE’S TO MY MOM!