If you’re paying any attention to this blog, you may notice I’ve already mentioned mi Madre in quite a few posts.
This is because my mother is a badass.
She’s a hardworking, yogatastic, doesn’t take no for an answer kind of woman. She’s a studio owner, a dog lover, a chef, a gardening enthusiast, and very, very picky about the amount of cranberry juice in her cosmopolitans.
Mamma Mia is a moving target, essentially.
I love her.
I’m going to go hang out with her now.