These commercials for Mother’s Day crack me up.  Flowers, jewelry, clothes, vacations (alright, I’d take that one) … none of these interest me.  What I want for Mother’s Day is NOTHING.  Nothing for breakfast.  Nothing for lunch.  Nothing for supper.  Nothing in the laundry room.  Nothing in the kitchen.  Nothing on my calendar.  I want to do nothing.  I don’t want to do my job all day long.  I’m not getting kids ready for church.  I’m not feeding them.  I don’t care about having a big fancy meal – I really don’t care what we eat because I’m not cooking it or cleaning it up.  I don’t need a gift to open or even a card.  I need a day to rest.  I need to say, “Ask your dad.” all the live-long day with a loving smile.  And yes, I will happily reciprocate on Father’s Day if that’s what Chad wants.

So you can keep your sad little marketing attempts, they’re not working on me.  I don’t want your junk.  You can’t give me a day off, Kay’s Jewelers.  You can’t give me peace and quiet, Lowe’s.  Go away.

Unless you’re here to  baby-sit my children for free, then by all means, come on in and stay for a while.