For a change of pace this Mother's Day I figured I'd get my mother some present of some kind, and maybe a card to match. It's kind of crazy but I thought it might work. For the gift I figured there'd likely be a book suitable for vacation reading (as she's going on a week-plus trip at the end of the month), and what do you know but there was a fresh book written by James Patterson With. My buying a book for my mother is ... cliche, yes, but then, she likes this kind of book and I'm the book store maven who'll notice their recent publication so ... well it still felt a little unimaginative, I admit. The card expressed my Happy Mother's Day sentiments with the (correct) talk about how I have a hard time expressing my emotions. I wanted to write something to add to and customize this sentiment, and was failing, until I realized that if I could think of something easily then I'd have got the wrong card, and that's what I wrote. It made her laugh.
But I did also have an inspired gift notion. My mother's decided to get an iPad. She ruled out the Kindle and other products for the usual sort of trivial reason these things get decided: she couldn't figure how to get decent side-by-side pages on the Kindle, but on iBooks it's obvious. I don't think she's bought it yet, but accessories have come into the house. So I bought the luggage-style iPad carrier, suitable for, say, going through the airport or just holding the device in a scratch-proof environment.
Now's where I complicated it. I wrapped it and thought it'd be more fun to leave it somewhere not immediately obvious, where it might be discovered mid-day. I set it on top of the entertainment center case. As of their bedtime they still hadn't noticed. I'm content waiting for them to be surprised by it; as bunny_hugger can attest, I take a strange delight in sneaking gifts into the background. No small part of me hopes they don't notice until I'm away at bunny_hugger's. But I should point it out before they go on vacation.
Trivia: An inventory taken at the death of King Louis XV established there were 1,325 stools available for the lesser nobility to sit on at Versailles, at a time when the daily population came to many thousands. Source: Home: A Short History Of An Idea, Witold Rybczynski. (It's still kind of weird to think of sitting as a tightly-controlled privilege, though.)
Currently Reading: Symmetry: A Journey Into The Patterns Of Nature, Marcus du Sautoy.