know my dating life has hit rock bottom when I take my MOTHER on a romantic
weekend to Palm Springs. A weekend I originally bought to give my “boyfriend”
as a Christmas gift. But when the broken-toy-boyfriend pronounced that we would be
spending $5 on our Christmas gifts this year, I realized I’d gone waaaayy over
the edge. I didn’t care so much about the price tag; I wanted to go on a trip
with good company!
in the end, I never mentioned it to the broken toy guy, and invited my mother
instead, who happened to have journeyed across the country to help me in my
most recent time of crisis. That’s the best thing about mothers is... they are
always your mother. And every human being on this earth has one, like it or
not. A mother's love is for always. (That’s what I’ve told my kids to remember, since
I'm losing them in custody court this week.)
adventure trip – the “romance package” – included champagne, treats, jade bed
massages, free coffee and movies in the jacuzzi under the stars. It also
included twilight zone hotel episodes, a flat tire, AAA, exchanging rental cars
at the airport and high (I mean high) winds. So while plans to lay by the pool
and read about borderline personality disorder and Zen job searching flew out
the window in the gusts, we still had an…adventure.
|Romance in a package|
least we got to vacate life for a while.
Can’t we all use a break every once in
a purple moon?
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