Mother's Day in Tahoe

After pancakes for breakfast and my Mother's Lament earlier today, we headed to Tahoe, the second weekend in a row.  We had such fun there last Saturday that we thought we'd drive there again.  But this time it was cold and windy and eating at a picnic table near the lake wasn't nearly as enjoyable as it was last weekend.  So we drove back to Folsom, saw a semi-Amazing spider movie, which ended at 7:30, then grabbed a late dinner at a favorite local joint.  Our favorite joint handed me a rose, and was the perfect sort of ending to Mother's Day, other than reading Are you my Mother? at bedtime.




Most of all, we survived the day.  That's always a bonus.