[voice] thanks, City
I FINALLY escape from my absolutely BONKERS Mum, and now you're making me talk about her! Will I NEVER be free of the woman?
I mean, she wasn't a bad mother, all things considered. No horror stories like I've been seeing around the network. But if you think I'm crazy and neurotic -- and I know you do, so don't even BOTHER trying to deny it -- it's all because of her. "Donna, when are you going to get a REAL job?" "Donna, dear, you need to stop dressing like that." "Donna, dear, you really ought to lose some weight. No man wants to marry a fatty." "Donna, what are you going to do with that degree?" And ON and ON and ON!
And it only got worse with Dad died -- nothing special, heart attack, he was at the age and definitely the lifestyle for it. Must have been a relief, really, to escape her nagging. Poor man. I don't know how he put up with her.
After that, we moved in with Gramps, and all her "Donna, when are you going to get your OWN apartment" seemed just a little ridiculous when you stopped to think that SHE was living in HER dad's house and she's way older than I am. It's not like we were taking care of Gramps or anything -- if anything, Gramps was taking care of her.
Good lord, I remember this one time --
[BEEEEEEEEP. The Network cuts her off.]
I mean, she wasn't a bad mother, all things considered. No horror stories like I've been seeing around the network. But if you think I'm crazy and neurotic -- and I know you do, so don't even BOTHER trying to deny it -- it's all because of her. "Donna, when are you going to get a REAL job?" "Donna, dear, you need to stop dressing like that." "Donna, dear, you really ought to lose some weight. No man wants to marry a fatty." "Donna, what are you going to do with that degree?" And ON and ON and ON!
And it only got worse with Dad died -- nothing special, heart attack, he was at the age and definitely the lifestyle for it. Must have been a relief, really, to escape her nagging. Poor man. I don't know how he put up with her.
After that, we moved in with Gramps, and all her "Donna, when are you going to get your OWN apartment" seemed just a little ridiculous when you stopped to think that SHE was living in HER dad's house and she's way older than I am. It's not like we were taking care of Gramps or anything -- if anything, Gramps was taking care of her.
Good lord, I remember this one time --
[BEEEEEEEEP. The Network cuts her off.]