it’s actually neither – it’s my mom.
so when i was a teenager i gave her a superhero name – maximus – because i thought it would be funny and potentially somewhat enraging to her. at 16 i figured that if she was going to act like she was in power all the time, she may as well have a name that fit.
although my (failed) teenage rebellion logic has mostly since left me – the nickname maximus has stuck to my mom. so much so that a few years ago she changed her license plate to read: “maximus1”. i’m not kidding.
(and as a sidenote, this year for my dad’s 60th birthday he got a matching license plate reading “grantus” – but that tomfoolery is a story for another day…)
all joking aside, i can clearly see now in my inifite adult-dom that maximus has always deserved her superhero name. she’s hardcore in eveything she does, just like a caped-crusader or man-in-black or green hornet thingy would be!
and i love her for this – because while it means shes stubborn and set in her ways – it also means that she loves me harder than anyone else. uh… sorry darling husband, she birthed me. without drugs.
all of this is to say:
happy birthday maximus. i’m loving you in india – where it’s now april 29th.