imagine

It's my mother's birthday today and I haven't gotten her a present. It's mother's day next Sunday and she won't get a present then either. It feels a bit mean, especially since I took my sister to Stockholm and I'm going away again next weekend, but it completely slipped my mind that it's her birthday. Until she told me. Two days ago. That's enough time to buy a present - and still... I haven't.

My sister took the bus here yesterday evening. At like midnight. And by then I wanted to sleep, but I said sure - come over. Now, this wouldn't have been a problem really... if she took the right bus. Which she didn't. So about two hours later she arrived here.

Today our dear mother is gonna pick us up here and drive us home to our parents and we're gonna celebrate her birthday with dinner. I think that'll be nice. At least I hope it will be.