Happy Mothers Day!

 

Happy Mother’s Day everybody!

Or, if you are Mrs. Grouch, have a lovely rotten-grouchy mothers day, if that is what you prefer. Whatever you do, be GOOD to your mothers today!

 

I started my day today with a 7 mile run.

I popped into work to put some antibodies on whole-cell lysates.

 

I took the opportunity that a 2-hour incubation afforded me to hit up my favorite yoga studio for some much-needed asana.

 

Then I went back to work to finish up the immuno-precipitations that I started earlier and run a qPCR.

 

In other words, my Sunday was pretty typical. So let’s not focus on me, for a change, and instead we will dedicate this post to the wonderful women who whelped us! It’s Mothers Day, it’s time to celebrate our moms!

Mothers Day became an officially sanctioned U.S. holiday in 1914. We can thank Woodrow Wilson for setting aside the second Sunday in May each year to celebrate moms everywhere.

Moms are awesome. Maya Angelou says that “to describe [her] mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power. Or the climbing, falling colors of a rainbow.” I can relate to the quote, my mom is powerful like a hurricane, colorful like a rainbow, hilariously funny, incredibly wise, and one of the best telemark skiers on the mountain!

Every year I recognize new aspects of my personality that come directly from my Mom. Some people feign horror when they realize that they are turning into their parents. Oscar Wilde says that: “All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his.” I ASPIRE to become more like my parents; I hope that I can be as generous, supportive, intelligent, understanding, funny, and fun to be around as my mom and dad.

Nora Eprhon has this to say about parenting:

“Parenting meant that whether or not your children understood you, your obligation was to understand them; understanding was the key to everything. If your children believed you understood them, or at least tried to understand them, they wouldn’t hate you when they became adolescents; what’s more, they would grow up to be happy, well-adjusted adults who would never have to squander their money (or, far more likely, yours) on psychoanalysis or whatever fashion in self-improvement had come along to take its place.”

Oprah says that “Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother.”

J.D. Salinger says that “Mothers are all slightly insane.”

Marathonsam agrees with everything that those people said! Let’s take time today to be thankful for our mothers! Our wild, weird, wonderful mothers. Our mothers took care of us, embarrassed us, loved us unconditionally, and taught us how to be humans.

My mother also taught me how to swear in sign language, telemark ski, knit, appreciate fine tequila, and ALWAYS hold the door open for other people.

I love you mom. I hope you have a GREAT Mothers Day.

Gentle readers: What did you do for your Mom today?