My mother got a box of chocolates from me this morning for Mother's Day, since I decided not to take the earrings way out, which is the easy way out. Her birthday is pretty close to Mother's Day anyway, so she's got lots of pairs of earrings from the past fifteen years of having a daughter who was never very good at gift-giving. But part of that is just guilt -- I don't really like to give material things just because it never feels right to me. But I'm not crafty either, and can never churn out a story or poem at the last minute.
But I'm sure she'll like her chocolates.
A very happy Mother's Day to all of my readers!