I think it was about a week ago my mom says to my dad and I “I want the perfume she wears I ran out of my sample and I ran out of her roll on version.”I was like “L’ombre Dans L’eau?” she’s like “whatever the fancy name is.” I didn’t have to scramble to find “tiny things” she likes. Its actually hard finding things she likes she’ll go HMM, meh..or ooh its like a gamble.
My dad goes “whatever it is you used jot it down so we can get those for your mother.” The moment the items arrived she tore the wrapper open this was early in the week…she stared at the two items like she was a kid. It was one of the better Mother’s day for her being that she just had that long and horrible hospital stay. She absolutely hated the hospital stay infact she had choice words for one nurse in particular infact she cried when she got back from the stay because she said the nurse was just so mean to her. She was like everyone else was so nice. My mom goes “that woman should choose another profession because she clearly hated her job and chose which patients to mistreat and she even talked about your father where I could hear them(apparently another one that was mean to her while she did paperwork joined in to gossip about her) it was disgusting.” “She had no idea I understood and spoke English.” So she just cried for a good day or so and the dog never left her sight it was really sweet.
Yesterday I was like aren’t you glad you came home–you can now see the show you wanted to watch and you got the perfume you wanted? She was like “yes!” So I’d like to thank Diptyque for the beautiful perfume we both use now-our house smells incredible and she even sprays it on her wrist at night because she says she sleeps better with it on. She even jokes that I can borrow her perfume and I go “I already own it” she’s like “oh yeah..ok” Seeing her happy made this mother’s day the best one so far.