No, Nikki. It's Not My 'I Have to Go Poop' Face. It's My Face. RIGTGP Face (Resting I Got to Go Poop Face), I Guess

So, my niece says when I pose for pictures, it looks like I have to go to the bathroom and I'm irritated. I guess she must take a mirror into the loo when she goes, because I just make the Bryan face, so if that is what she looks like when she goes, then maybe I do have that face.

I am simply feeling extremely grateful and happy that I got to spend this Mother's Day with my mom, my sisters (who are both moms) and Laura, Mike's mom. It was great to have Jacob, Alyssa, and Adamo, too (I hope I spelled that right). We had a great brunch, wonderful conversation, phenomenal weather, cooperation of all dogs, and a wonderful afternoon.

Nothing like sunlight to show that at least two of these Crandalls don't dye our hair. I won't name which two, but I'm the one catching up to Mama Sue. Very thankful to both sisters for their incredible brunch preparation, and wonderful to always hang out with Dave, Mike, and my Dad. Sad that Chitunga wasn't with us for the gathering, because my CNY life has also been made central with his presence (but he's in Iowa now).

Traffic coming home was 180% better than getting to Syracuse. There - 6 hours, because of a one-lane highway on 84 loaded with semi-trucks. Coming back, just the occasional Toyota spending time with a mom or two. 

Boy, my lawn sure needs mowing.

I am grateful for a few days on Amalfi Drive, time with the parental units, and an incredible four days of very unusual Syracuse sunshine. Today, it starts early and I'll be semi-normal (whatever that is) after graduation proceedings are over. 

And Mike! Thanks for leaving slices of Palladino's plain-cheese pizza. It ended up being dinner at 9:33 p.m.

Love to all. Families matter most. Okay, Monday....we got this.