A Reason Why I Love My Mom

Because when I come home from her house, I have weird goodie bags she filled with things like:

- a piece of pretty ribbon
- chocolate chips she found on sale
- a catalog that she enjoyed looking at
- an obscure kitchen item she once used but no longer does, with no explanation
- a clipped article about something I guess we might have talked about once
- or, like she gave me tonight, two coupons for toilet paper. (gee. thanks?)

I love her.