those are my mother's three favourite words right after "oh dont go".
what i dont understand about my mother is that whenever i want to do something for myself, she is always quick to tell me not to do it and then follow it up with "just a thought" as if she is casually suggesting something awesome.
this weekend ch wants to go to yyc for his annual football update. oh yeah, football is nearly over. only two more weekends and then silence from the tv, which is usually accompanied by pouting till august and preseason b.s.. so ch wants me to go to yyc with him and hang out. really, all he's looking for is someone to share the 3hr car ride. nevermind that i just did it last weekend solo without complaints, but this weekend he cant do it alone apparently. so i casually mention it to my mom, who has to "just a thought" me to death over it and tell me that i should just suck it up and go along with him. see, my mom has this 50's mentality of just making home "a nice place to be", silencing the children before he comes in the door, and making sure she serves dad food like a common slave. she has endless fights with jan and i over us being quite the opposite and GASP not starting dinner till long after our spouses are home. so in this instance, she really believes i should just STFU and go along with my husband.
next weekend i'm going to phat camp and there is a chance that my roommate isnt coming, which is an issue unto itself. i had mentioned that to my mom and said that i wasnt too happy about it and she responded with the "just a thought" that i shouldnt bother going and should just tell her that we should stay home instead.
oh, so i get it: when i want to do something for myself, i should stay home and kill the fun, but if ch wants something, i should put aside my feelings and thoughts and go along with it?
i want to slap my mom into the new decade and tell her that the 50's ended a hell of a long time ago. even when i think about things back when she was my age, she was dressing like a 60yr old in her fortrel elastic waisted pants and blouses. i dont remember my mom dressing fashionably. i'm sure it bothers her to no end that i wear jeans with a ZIPPER and shorts and tank tops. she probably thinks i should have graduated to alia or the arnold palmer section of sears by now.
regardless, i'm tired of the fifties mentality and the "just a thought"s. here's just a thought: fuck off.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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those are my mother's three favourite words right after "oh dont go".
what i dont understand about my mother is that whenever i want to do something for myself, she is always quick to tell me not to do it and then follow it up with "just a thought" as if she is casually suggesting something awesome.
this weekend ch wants to go to yyc for his annual football update. oh yeah, football is nearly over. only two more weekends and then silence from the tv, which is usually accompanied by pouting till august and preseason b.s.. so ch wants me to go to yyc with him and hang out. really, all he's looking for is someone to share the 3hr car ride. nevermind that i just did it last weekend solo without complaints, but this weekend he cant do it alone apparently. so i casually mention it to my mom, who has to "just a thought" me to death over it and tell me that i should just suck it up and go along with him. see, my mom has this 50's mentality of just making home "a nice place to be", silencing the children before he comes in the door, and making sure she serves dad food like a common slave. she has endless fights with jan and i over us being quite the opposite and GASP not starting dinner till long after our spouses are home. so in this instance, she really believes i should just STFU and go along with my husband.
next weekend i'm going to phat camp and there is a chance that my roommate isnt coming, which is an issue unto itself. i had mentioned that to my mom and said that i wasnt too happy about it and she responded with the "just a thought" that i shouldnt bother going and should just tell her that we should stay home instead.
oh, so i get it: when i want to do something for myself, i should stay home and kill the fun, but if ch wants something, i should put aside my feelings and thoughts and go along with it?
i want to slap my mom into the new decade and tell her that the 50's ended a hell of a long time ago. even when i think about things back when she was my age, she was dressing like a 60yr old in her fortrel elastic waisted pants and blouses. i dont remember my mom dressing fashionably. i'm sure it bothers her to no end that i wear jeans with a ZIPPER and shorts and tank tops. she probably thinks i should have graduated to alia or the arnold palmer section of sears by now.
regardless, i'm tired of the fifties mentality and the "just a thought"s. here's just a thought: fuck off.
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