The Mother's Day Fiasco

For Mother's Day, I wanted to surprise Mummy (para British-sounding!) with flowers. It is a mortal sin to forget her on occasions like this, so I prepared well. On Mother's Day, the first thing that my siblings did was to greet her on text, and then post something touching for her on Facebook (aka, my mom's world).

By mid-morning, my sister asked me if I have greeted Mum already, and I said no. Because I wanted her to think first that I had forgotten, and then she will receive the flowers in the afternoon, and cry. And I would be the best daughter in the world again. Bwahaha.

Then my other sister texted me. I told her the same thing. And my brother, who is really worried for me. Haha. You guys, just wait and see.

By lunchtime, Dad called me. He said Mom's (okay, I'm giving up, hard to be British) upset, because she has not even heard from me yet. I told Dad not to worry coz I'm having the most expensive bouquet of flowers delivered to her. Later, just wait, I told him.

Mommy was so mad when she saw me online on Facebook, without posting a greeting for her, and sent me this: (by this time, I think Dad already told her about the flowers to placate her; because you don't know my mom -- she will disown you if you forget to pay honor to her on special occasions like this)

 OMG she called me demonyita! And I made her cry! I started emailing Flower Express/Island Rose:

And then I decided I could not wait for a reply, so I sent them another email that matches the intensity of Mommy's drama.

Taray. Haha. But really, I was mad. My hopes for Best Daughter in the World came crashing down with the force of a tumbling skyscraper (chos!).  No, seriously, I was mad. The company called me the following day, explaining that they sent out the flowers in time for its delivery on Sunday. And they do not know why LBC failed to deliver it that day.

Well I asked around, so now I know. The LBC in our place is closed on Sundays. And I'd like to cut Flower Express/Island Rose some slack, except that when you think of it from a contractual point of view, their customers are not privy to whatever agreement they have with their delivery company. It's not like the customer gets to choose who would deliver the flowers. So really, the blame is on them. Anyway, they were willing to make a refund (after offering to send an extra bouquet of flowers if I don't cancel the order).

My mom called me on Monday, the day AFTER Mother's Day, and told me that my flowers have been delivered, and should she accept it? I said no, because I already asked for a refund. She did not put the phone down so I overheard her gleefully (because she is just as proud and spiteful as me, haha) telling the delivery boy that she refuses accept it. And then my Dad took the phone from her and told me that after the delivery boy left, she looked longingly at that huge box of flowers, wondering aloud what the flowers inside look like. Oh, Mom.