Ah, Mothers’ Day: the one day out of the year when you tell your mother you
love them…then give them some flowers, take them to a nice brunch and call it a
day. The End.
For the record, yes, I tell my mother (Mum), all the time that I
love her and we try to meet up at least once a month in the city for
dinner/brunch/just to catch up. So when the actual Mothers’ Day rolls around, I
try to plan out something different besides the ol’ flowers and brunch, and
never make Mothers’ Day on that actual day.
My mum and I met the Sunday after Mothers’ Day to celebrate; the
plan was to either go to SoWa Markets or the Museum of Fine Arts to see the
Royal Photos Gallery. We, or should I say the weather, decided that staying
indoors at the MFA would be best. For me, the museum wasn’t my first choice,
mainly because I really don’t understand art, I can’t read art, and I really
don’t appreciate art like I should, but neither does my mum. However, it was technically
her day, so I went along with her and enjoyed the day regardless.
We go there as soon as it opened, which was great- no annoying
tour groups coming our way. We began and went right to the Royal Portraits
Gallery and within 5 minutes; we had finished viewing each photo about four
times over…now what? We made our way around the museum and strolled from the
Ancient Era of 4000BC China & Egypt to the Renaissance Era to the Art of
the Americas all the way up to Modern Art and the Abstract Movement, (a
movement I’ll never understand; to me Pollack’s work consisted nothing more than paint droppings and squiggles).
We spent about 2 hours at the beautiful museum and after a trip to
the gift shop, a beginners drawing book and 2 Boston Strong bracelets later, we
both came to the realization of 2 things: 1. we still don’t understand art
& 2. an actual art tour may be very helpful to having us understand art- few
things to consider before our next trip to the MFA.
After all that art walking it was time for some brunch in the Back
Bay. With about over a dozen choices to choose from we finally landed on Max
Brenner’s, because what girl doesn’t like chocolate let alone chocolate
drinks, chocolate waffles and chocolate French
toast- which is exactly what we ordered. We left with our sugar high and began
to walk back to the T station, admiring all the beauty the city has to offer-
the Public Garden, the waterfront, the guy harassing us to purchase “Spare
Change News”… Yes, it was another successful Mother’s Day in the books, another
365 days to plan the next one!
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