Mom...

My Mom...

This is one of my favorite photos I've ever seen of my mom.  Seems silly, because you can't see her face.  But if you could, she'd be making some goofy I'm-never-going-to-think-I-look-good-in-this-photo expression.  So since she probably had no clue that this photo was even being taken, she didn't have a chance to freak out about it, and all you can see is the fact that she's stunning.  I mean, seriously, those legs!  This photo was, of course, taken a long time ago.  Long enough ago that she's since gotten rid of that dress, much to my dismay.  But this photo shows my mom as the incredibly beautiful, confident, wicked cool chick that she still is.

Wicked cool, is actually a gross understatement.  Pretty much every person in our county that knows how to save someone's life was taught how to by my mom.  She has a dog the size of a small horse.  She has a Harley.  She's the biggest supporter of everything I've ever done (possibly to a fault...there are a few phases I went through in life that would have probably been good to have a little less support with.  No more perms for either of us.  EVER).  And she's hands-down the best Nana in the world (even though she taught my kid the F-word.  She says she didn't, but she has a potty mouth that will rival any sailor).

Happy Mother's Day, Mom!