Mother's Day is just around the corner of your calendar, and now that I sometimes remember I'm a mom, I will share with you (dads, daughters, sons) the things that moms love (mainly me). And the things you should buy for them (mainly me).
Time. Let's face it. It's great to be alone sometimes, knowing that everything is taken care of on the home-front. Send your mama out for a coffee/movie/massage or to the park/bookstore/beach while you take care of the kids/wash the dishes/walk the dog, so she can be in peace for an hour or two. Or, if you don't see her that often (aka, you don't live in her house), do any of the above with her!
Duh. Flowers. If you must deliver, it's gonna be $50 or more, but classy as all get-out. Classic choices? Roses (second from left), lilies, orchids, tulips (third from left). Fun choices? Ranunculus (on the right- my fav), peonies, daisies, or whatever floats her boat.
Bath and Body Works, people. I swear, every year at Christmas, my ma puts their lotion/soap/something-delicious-smelling on her list. They have new, pretty packaging and anything from anti-bacterial hand gel to massage oil. Something for everyone! Men, walk in, grab a product or two, and get out. You're safe. They take returns and exchanges.
Yeah, I love Starbucks. I rarely shop at malls, love my local boutiques, avoid Wal-Mart, but LOVE Starbucks. For $4, you can make your mama a customized Starbucks gift card (this includes the custom card, the printing, and standard shipping, plus it comes in an actual greeting card)! Put $15 on it, and BAM! your coffee-loving mama might forget about when you broke her favorite pitcher.
I'm on the look-out for a great purse/bag all the time. I have found two, TWO in the entire universe of interwebs, that I would buy. This nifty bag with tons of pockets and places to stash things is from Lug, a brand I found at Patina. The only problem I have with it is that it doesn't have a shoulder strap and is a little too utilitarian-looking. But awesome, still.
This is the other bag in the Milky Way that I found, and it actually meets all my specifications. It's from MZ Wallace, a brand by these two chick (and chic!) designers from NYC. It has tons of pockets, outside and in, places for bottles, diapers, wipes, my beloved iPhone, cosmetics, it's the right size, a great style, is water-resistant,has a little clutch included, a fantastic track record, a shoulder strap, handles, and awesome material… The problem? $395. That's right. My rationalization for my ever buying this (which will never happen) is that I would never have to buy a purse again. So then it's a bargain, right?
*shameless plug alert*
Ballroom dance lessons. What lady hasn't wanted to dance? Let me tell you: none of them. (It's a double negative. I made it sound like no lady wants to dance, but read it slowly and out loud.) That's right: None of them ladies hasn't wanted to dance. It is fun and a great way to A) spend time with your lady if you go with her or B) get an evening alone to watch sports if you let her do it on her own. Check out this place (if you're in the Mpls/St. Paul area). There's a pretty lady all over that website, too.
Does your ma bake or cook? Yes. She needs one of these. I have heard great things about these little buggers from Amazon, This Old House magazine, Real Simple magazine, Heather Bailey's blog, Martha Stewart, you name it! It's like this indestrucible, steel-barred, bowl-scraping machine! It's from Chef'n and you can find them locally at Cooks of Crocus Hill or on Amazon for 10 dolla. Woop!
I almost forgot this! Lest your mama likes nothing but crafts, the amazing Alicia P. over at Posie Gets Cozy is selling the kit to make this awesome alphabet sampler. Killer!
If you really need some more ideas, you can post a comment, but come on! Anywhere from $9.95 to $395 will get you some extra points with ma. Not that you need any. You only had a three month gestation period until you were born healthy, wealthy and wise AND you slept for eight hours from day one. Right.
Come on? George Clooney holding a puppy? And a PUG? Gah. Melt me in a pan and call me butter!
That's more like it.
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