Happy Thanksgiving.
Ever since I understood the effort put into holidays, I didn't like them. Unfortunately, this started early on since I had to watch my mother struggle through a great deal of my childhood. She'd try so hard to give us everything and the only thing Michael and I could think to do was smile wider, hug tighter and thank her more profusely, because we didn't want to her to feel inadequate. It sucked that telling her that we didn't need anything only added to the guilt.
So yeah, I've hated holidays for a long time. I hate them even more now because I'm absolutely horrible at being thoughtful and considerate. However, it's been pretty nice ever since Michael has started driving. We end up driving around and dropping by at various houses. It's great because this way we're not there long enough for them to be concerned about entertaining us and we don't have to feel awkward about being a burden.
We didn't leave until late today, so we only went to two houses. First stop is Dad's, of course. We hung out for an hour and a half, just talking. Nothing much new really, but then he asks...
Dad: So what are you doing with your life? Just working?
Fae: Yeah, pretty much.
Dad: Are you dating?
Fae: Umm... no.
Dad: Well, why not?
Fae: I'm not interested. Not often, anyway.
This in itself is odd because he never asks. Never. There was a time when he'd get pissed at the mere mention of some guy asking me out. Even if he was polite about it and I declined. There's been no mention of grandkids as of yet, for which I'm eternally thankful. This is Heather's doing, isn't it? Settling down and having kids... pfft!
Anyway, Dad was fairly quick to let the subject be. Not long afterward, we left and went to Colin's house. And Glenny was there! So Luisa (Colin's mom) and Ellen (Glen's mom) were on the couch, and they had me sit between them so we could catch up. And what do they ask? "Do you have a boyfriend yet?"
...Yet? Oh god, I hate them. No, I don't. They're crazy and I love them, but god damn it. I tell them no and at first they agree that I'm a smart girl. Then they decide that I must be hiding something, so they poke and prod, "Who is he, huh?" Ugh. Just... ugh.
It's not that I mind the teasing or anything. It's that there seems to be this pressure that I should be dating. I should attach myself to some guy so I'd have something to do with my life, especially since I'm not going to college. It's alright for a guy to be single since they're probably playing the field or whatever, but a girl can't be by herself. Well fuck that.
Also, I played Smash Bros (N64, bitches) for the first time in... years, perhaps. My thumbs hurt, which is pretty weak. I'm just not a gamer anymore. And on top of that, JJ called Michael for no reason but to talk.
JJ: Hey, how's it going?
Mike: Good, we're just heading over to my Dad's. What are you up to?
JJ: Oh, I'm just gettin ready to do some laundry.
Mike: Right...
What a girl.
So yeah, I've hated holidays for a long time. I hate them even more now because I'm absolutely horrible at being thoughtful and considerate. However, it's been pretty nice ever since Michael has started driving. We end up driving around and dropping by at various houses. It's great because this way we're not there long enough for them to be concerned about entertaining us and we don't have to feel awkward about being a burden.
We didn't leave until late today, so we only went to two houses. First stop is Dad's, of course. We hung out for an hour and a half, just talking. Nothing much new really, but then he asks...
Dad: So what are you doing with your life? Just working?
Fae: Yeah, pretty much.
Dad: Are you dating?
Fae: Umm... no.
Dad: Well, why not?
Fae: I'm not interested. Not often, anyway.
This in itself is odd because he never asks. Never. There was a time when he'd get pissed at the mere mention of some guy asking me out. Even if he was polite about it and I declined. There's been no mention of grandkids as of yet, for which I'm eternally thankful. This is Heather's doing, isn't it? Settling down and having kids... pfft!
Anyway, Dad was fairly quick to let the subject be. Not long afterward, we left and went to Colin's house. And Glenny was there! So Luisa (Colin's mom) and Ellen (Glen's mom) were on the couch, and they had me sit between them so we could catch up. And what do they ask? "Do you have a boyfriend yet?"
...Yet? Oh god, I hate them. No, I don't. They're crazy and I love them, but god damn it. I tell them no and at first they agree that I'm a smart girl. Then they decide that I must be hiding something, so they poke and prod, "Who is he, huh?" Ugh. Just... ugh.
It's not that I mind the teasing or anything. It's that there seems to be this pressure that I should be dating. I should attach myself to some guy so I'd have something to do with my life, especially since I'm not going to college. It's alright for a guy to be single since they're probably playing the field or whatever, but a girl can't be by herself. Well fuck that.
Also, I played Smash Bros (N64, bitches) for the first time in... years, perhaps. My thumbs hurt, which is pretty weak. I'm just not a gamer anymore. And on top of that, JJ called Michael for no reason but to talk.
JJ: Hey, how's it going?
Mike: Good, we're just heading over to my Dad's. What are you up to?
JJ: Oh, I'm just gettin ready to do some laundry.
Mike: Right...
What a girl.