My mom is really obsessing on this weekend, because it's her birthday. She wanted us to meet at 7:30am tomorrow to go to breakfast and then go do some hiking or something! I talked her down to 9am. 7:30? Who gets up at 7:30 on a Saturday? Next she'll start eating dinner at 4pm and complaining about her lumbago.
Anyway, tomorrow we're going for breakfast at 9am, and then we're going hiking or something. Then tomorrow night we're all staying at the Doubletree hotel. I forgot what else she has in store for us.
Sometimes I think she's secretly dying and isn't going to tell us. This seems to be odd behavior. They went on like 3 vacations this year, too. Or maybe she just enjoys hype.