Mother's Day?

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I thought so.  Several sites suggested it.  One site said it was on the 14th, but that had to be wrong or the wrong year.  Always Sundays.  In any case, I planned to call my mother.  I kept thinking about it, get distracted, then lose track.  Finally called.  I was the last of the expected... hoped.  I have remembered for the last three to five years, and birthdays.  Improved health, as mild as that actually is, was the key.

Nothing else done today.  Well, a meal.  No work.  I may have to nap first.  Ugh.  I am pretty sure a nap will do.  Then to work.  Later.