I love my mother. I love her even more because it was Mother's Day in Msia on Sunday and I forgot (Mother's Day in UK is on a different day) and frankly, my mum doesn't care. Called her today and nope, she is as normal as ever, nagging me about eating chicken liver pate.
Unlike the husband who got a sudden influx of rather skewed emails no thanks to Mother's Day marketing campaigns (his words, not mine) about how he should start becoming a better son before it is all too late (yeap, the I will be dead before you card).
Strange, because who is to say who is going to die first?
Anyway, my point - Family is a privilege, not a right.
And nope, if you have shaken away a privilege because family is misbehaving, I try to live by my other motto - No Regrets.
So here's my family enjoying the sunshine in April, until the ants attacked him :P
And here a little something from our Spanish friends, it was delicious!
Eaten with home made foccacia baked with garden grown rosemary
And 2 beady eyed dogs waiting for a chance to swipe some ham or bread or or or, cheese!
And we finish the night with lots of love and cuddles :)
Ahh.. perfection!
