This throwback post would be more appropriate if it was in March but my heart smiled inside when I read it again so I'm sharing it with you all today.
I love my mama.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
My Mama Hearts Chipotle. Hardcore.
Today is my mama's birthday.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM!!!
We celebrated it over the weekend.
But first, let me tell you how we celebrated it last year:
Me: Where do you want to go for your birthday dinner, Mom?
Me: Mom, that's like going to McDonald's, we can't do that for your birthday. Don't you want to go somewhere fancy?
Mom: But I really like Chipotle.
And so we went to Chipotle to celebrate. And my mama was happy.
This year, we celebrated it like this:
Me: Mom, what do you want to do?
Mom: Let's go to Ikea.
Me: Um, why?
Mom: I want to buy a mirror.
Me: You want to go all the way to Ikea for that?
(Ikea is a 40 minute drive from my mom's house. Target and Home Depot are both less than 10 minutes away and I'm sure both of those places have mirrors.)
Mom: How much was the mirror you wanted at Ikea the last time we were there?
Me: Mom, that was months and months ago, I don't remember.
Mom: You want to come over so we can go to Ikea?
Me: Okay, fine.
So we head to Ikea and after we're done mirror-buying at Ikea, this is what happens:
Mom: So, what do you want to eat for dinner?
Me: Anything you want, it's your birthday.
Mom: Want to go to that place across the street from Ikea?
Me: You mean Chipotle, don't you? You want to go to Chipotle, don't you?
And my mom smiles sheepishly in response.
Oh, Chipotle, you have stolen my mom's foodie heart.
When my mama says "Let's go to Ikea," it's really code for "I want to eat Chipotle."