This should be a metaphor for me and my gifting failure... I'll let you know when I work out if I'm the rabbit being thrown in the snow or the snow being flattened by a rabbit.
This feeling of guilt is growing because my mother actually thanked me for the gift A LOT. I want her to like it and be happy but I'm not convinced that it was enough and honestly, I'd bought that watch for myself. It was on a day that we were going to a park and I persuaded my mom to let me go to the mall to exchange a bracelet that had a missing gem and even though she said I was JUST to do the exchange, I'd went and bought 2 watches and a ring. I know, I'm a shopaholic and a liar.
In other news, I'm making myself feel more miserable about putting off learning new French vocab and not cleaning my messy pile of clothes and about a jillion other things.
Yep, today's going to be as joyous as smashing your toe into the computer hard drive while singing along to the overdue Winnie the Pooh CD from the library when you were 7. No, that did not happen to me nor did my whole toenail peel off that day to reveal a purple bruise that engulfed my pinkie toe.
Happy Mother's Day.