when your mom blogs

Loving your mother

My mother and I are quite a quandary. She had me when she was young, a freshly 17- I was a week late birthday present. She was my best friend for a long time then Puberty hit and hormones (I’m blaming the hormones – don’t push it) made me a psycho teen - those hormones didn’t settle until I was twenty-ish, but had done the expected damage. She says left I said right, Her up, my down. Never see eye to eye anymore, even now it doesn’t happen often, although not a violently ying and yang as we used to be.  I always thought my sister was her favorite. They like to do all the girly things together – I wanted to do the girly thing – I was just never comfortable. Still have never learned how to do my own hair.  Anyway when my parents separated, I expected my mom to.. well I don’t know what I expected. But in giving birth and raising my own daughter it often makes me look at my mother in a new mom light.
I understand a lot more why she is who she is, and I am learning more and more about her as a person. At 28, my age mind you,  our relationship dips into the friendship mode and that’s a sticky place at best when you get along with your mom. When your relationship teeters like a see saw between pretty good, alright and I’m gonna leave now, friendship can be… difficult.  Besides in being friends with the women you grew up to hold and admire in such selective reverence, you tend to learn things about them you really would have never guessed. You know when your mom/auntie/grandma/godma/inset authority figure here gives TMI and you are like ‘Whoa – I don’t want to, well - not respond cause I want us to be able to talk on this level but – pray tell what do I say to that?’ You know you been there. I know I still have so much growing to do, which she likes to point out every now and again. I speak about my mom because she has told me she has started to blog, which is kinda cool, she also stated that she reads mine, and I wonder how much of it has she read… she never comments – she’s working on being technically advanced and sometimes it’s the simple things that will get her – when you put your thoughts out there – you certainly run the risk of actual real people you know in your real life reading it and figuring out which fake name is theirs and causing some hurt feelings, I’ve yet to use my mom in blog history so – I’m pretty safe so far. As soon as I figure out what her blog address is I’ll let you guys know. It should be interesting to say the very least.


Things that I love that I shouldn’t admit lest you think I’m a dork:

ChocoCat – Hello Kittys dark alter ego – seriously
Lip Gloss and makeup – really
CD’s I use to be a junkie – but in trying to be responsible I only drool and don’t buy
Scrapbooking – It is my most Caucasian hobby but I really enjoy it.
I like kissing my kids stinky feet cause it makes her laugh
Dressing Cammy up
I love when Jerry talks to me in his sleep as says silly stuff like “The dolphin just tackled me!” He really said that
Mall walking
Elton John’s song Benny and the Jetts
Pink – the color not the singer
Playing Basketball
I love when Jerry sings
When I come home and Cammy breaks into grins