tomorrow, tomorrow, i love ya, tomorrow, you're only a day away...

yippeeeee!

you may well ask why am i so excited, and luckily for you (or, perhaps ambivalently for you 'cause it doesn't really affect you at all) i am more than happy to tell you.

tomorrow my mum arrives.

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!

my mum is my best friend in the world. she is an amazing, strong, beautiful, brilliant, crass, hilarious woman with a 'mouth like a sailor'.

when we're together we laugh until our sides ache and we can't breath anymore.

when we have to leave each other we cry, sometimes also until we can't breath anymore.

when she lived in ontario we spoke at least once a day, usually more. we spent probably ever second weekend together, not just a quick dinner, but staying over at each others houses and hanging out until the wee hours of the morning, laughing, gossiping, bitching, reading, watching movies, making fabulous meals, drinking too much wine, and a miriad of other things.

she now lives in the south of france. because of the time difference we don't talk on the phone during the week anymore because it's midnight there by the time i get home. and weekends, well, weekends are hit and miss for phone calls because we both have busy lives. a great deal of our current communications happens by email. i am a very big fan of email, email has it's uses, and those uses are many. but an email with my mum cannot replace a face to face visit or even a telephone call to her.

we now see each other probably around twice a year. the last time i saw her was christmas and new years in paris. a far cry from the every second weekend of yore.

so, needless to say, i am so very excited i can barely contain myself. i'm so excited. and i just can't hide it. i'm about to lose control, and i think i like it.


P.S. the rediculously large coffee i seem to be drinking fast as lightning doesn't mitigate the jittery excited feeling much...