Mother’s Guilt and Other Assorted Nasties
Purging here, folks.
Ethan’s lovely girlfriend, Julie, has been stopping by in the mornings since the onset of Christmas break. I am so happy for them that they can steal a few quiet moments together. What I am not happy about is that typically I will interrupt their quiet time as I come barreling through the room with many thoughts of begging, cajoling, and bribing my son to make coffee. I’ll bust into the room (the family room) and they’ll be enjoying an episode of The Office on DVD and there I am in all of my “just woke up and stumbled down the stairs with my hair in embarrassing mushes and spikes” glory. Awful! Embarrassing!!!! Eeeeeek!!!!
I wish, sometimes, that I were more like my mother. Out of bed, shower, make up, perfectly coordinated outfit, blah blah. Except, I like taking showers at night, it relaxes me. And, I don’t wake up quickly enough to really desire make-up and a coordinated outfit. Oh, how I wish I could be a semi-June Cleaver. It’s just not me. I have several pairs of funky pajama pants that I adore. I love to wear them with matching knit, tunic tops. If I have work to do, I’d rather be comfortable and caffeinated rather than make-upped and coordinated. Although, for the record, I would never leave the house like this!
This morning I stumbled down the stairs to oooh and aaaaah over Julie’s GORGEOUS formal dress, it’s soooo retro and silver and beautiful! And after she left I noticed I had giant lint balls on my shirt because I was in a hurry (due to a desperate need for coffee) and grabbed the navy blue shirt that had been hanging in the laundry room.
After Julie left I apologized to Ethan profusely. Not that I’m totally kissing his ass… it’s just I have this one wall that I really want painted this week…
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December 28, 2007 @ 3:04 pm
That was a great story! I love you sweetie, and hope y’all had a great Christmas!
Thank you for being such a wonderful friend! I hope you and yours have a fabulous 2008!
December 28, 2007 @ 5:53 pm
You don’t want to be half a June Cleaver. You would only have half a necklace and the pearls would fall all over the floor and you’d trip on them and fracture something…it would be a whole production.
December 28, 2007 @ 8:48 pm
haha it’s really no problem, Amy.
honestly, I’m always about to head out when you or Mike come down. It’s not the sight of you guys!
:D thanks about the dress, too.
December 29, 2007 @ 7:32 am
Wait - which one of you is the one in charge again? You feel sorry why?
December 29, 2007 @ 9:48 am
LOL, oh well, he’ll have good stories to tell his kids about grandma later on.
My kid always tells me he thinks it’s great his friends think I am a funny Mom…. I told him he would change his mind about that stuff as soon as he lands himself a girlfriend in a few years… :lmao:
December 29, 2007 @ 6:11 pm
LINT? What I wouldn’t give for just some plain old lint. I’m usually covered head to toe in dog & cat hair! :-)
…and screw June!
December 30, 2007 @ 10:29 am
Darling darling darling get used to it.
Actually, here I am, lo these many years later, and I STILL feel that “God I’ll never measure up” feeling for my kids”.
It’s a sickness. But it’s shared. :heartbeat: