Mother's Day
Mother’s Day is always overshadowed by Scooter’s birthday, which is fine with me. If not for Scooter, there would be no Mother’s Day for me.

Since there were no games or meetings or practices going on, I wanted to clean house. It’s one of the rare days I’m home with nothing to do. Guido kept saying, “You should do what you want to do,” and I kept saying, “This IS what I want to do. I never have time to clean up, and I’m finally free to do it today.” He was really pissed at me. So as a compromise, we all went to see “The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy” in the afternoon. Those people must have been on drugs when they wrote the book and made the movie. It was WEIRD.

We went up to Pasadena to have dinner at Mi Piace. That used to be one of our favorite restaurants.