Fucking Mother's Day

May 06, 2005 07:50

I would like-just even once- if my mother didn't use the goddamn "sigh" to blow things out of proportion.

Having a jolly little chat with me mum this morning about *Final Scenes last night. And when she gets up to leave I ask her what we're doing Sunday for Mother's Day since we're celebrating tonight with my Grandmother. I explain to her that its a friend b-day and she wanted a get together thing or I could possibly be spending the evening with my (wonderful, sweet, adorable, gracious, loving...)boyfriend and his mom(after of course making him spend the morning with us. And then she *sighed*. If you don't want to spend the day with me thats fine. If all you did was buy me roses(for her garden) thats fine. Go be somewhere else.
Three things you should understand about this.
1) Mom ALWAYS uses the *sigh* when I mention Wil, or when I'm not doing precisely what she wants-which now thinking about it seeing Wil mivght be one of those things.... *hmm...*--Anywho, It used to be her shoe in for making me bend to her will, now its just bloody annoying. *sigh* Thats fine. *sigh* If thats what you want. STOP WITH THE GODDAMN SIGH! You can't make me feel guilty any more because I've long since come to the realisation you're crazy!
2) Every holiday, no matter which birthday to x-mas, we eat as a family. (If its gift giving) we open presents as a family, and then we all- every bloody one of us- goes are seperate ways. It used to be that us kids would pop up to our rooms and M&D would sit on the couch. Since my sisters started dating they go spend the holiday with their signifigant others mother! Why is it terrible that I want to do the same? >_< epp! I figured it out! My bad! Sorry I didn't want to spend the ENTIRE BLOODY AFTER NOON IN MY ROOM ALONE!
3) I will be the ONLY ONE home! Dad has to work! My sister Gail won't come over cause it would be just mom and I! Scott has to work at 1:30! And Jaime lives 13 hrs away in Georgia!
Just me and mom! Normally on days like this, just me and mom days, we have lunch and then part.

I just wish I could understand what changed so horribly that they've got to shun me like this and yet at the same time refuse to let me go...
And I wish that they could see how wonderfully happy tihs man makes me, that I'm not six years old anymore and I deserve to smile like only he can make me smile.
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