Mother’s Day is coming up, you know. This is the day you give something to the mother you love. It’s the time to tell them how much they mean, how much you appreciate them. The gang has been thinking about this for some time – wanting to give Maw a gift for all she does. So we hatched a plan.
We realized we’re a few days early, but some things just can’t wait. You have to juggle your timing so the gift doesn’t get spoiled or anything. The Great Blue Hunter remembered we had something saved for just the occasion. Much as we all hated to relinquish it, it was pulled out from behind the bookcase where it had been carefully stored (https://siriouslysiri.com/2022/03/04/life-in-the-geezer-ward-episode-5/). Britney Beluga and Jazz carefully wrapped it carefully on Maw’s side of the bed. It would be a great surprise.
Too bad Maw has such a good nose. She knew something was up when she got into bed. It’s tough to hide that tantalizing smell, even though Jazz and Beluga had done such a good job of enfolding the present under several layers of pillow…..
Now, according to “Miss Manners’ Guide to Excruciatingly Correct Behavior,” the first obligation, no matter how egregious a gift, is to respond with appropriate enthusiasm. That means “cries of surprise and joy,” and the placing of “hands over your face in the classic posture of one who is overwhelmed.”
Maw was REALLY good at this. Obviously she’s read these rules. I mean, there was no question about her being overwhelmed. I’d say we succeeded on every count.
This morning I iced the cake. She was complaining it still smelt like rotted mouse in the bedroom (personally, I thought it was quite pleasant). But just to make her feel better, I did what I do best on her pillow. Now it smells like home.
Can’t figure out, though, why she’s asked Paw for an Australian cookbook…..
In the know,
Alfonso P. Wallabee, guest reporter
