When I was a kid, maybe a teenager, I remember hearing my mother say she was too old for a certain type of clothing. If my memory serves correctly it was a sleeveless top I suggested that she wear in the heat of the summer and she said she was too old for sleeveless tops. I remember thinking, in my infinite wisdom of youth, complete lack of understanding, that if I was hot I was damn well going to wear a sleeveless top so I could cool off and not sweat myself to death! READ MORE
It happened. I always knew this day would come. Someone asked me this question:
“Are you their grandmother?”
I always imagined my reaction would go something like this:
“Bitch, let me slap you,”
…or at least a really evil look. This was surprisingly a non-event. READ MORE
My first baby was one that the books (and my pediatrician) referred to as ‘spirited’. What that really means is from the moment they are born, IF they are awake, they ARE screaming. ‘Spirited’ is not to be confused with colic. Spirited hangs on much longer. She also never slept for more than 2 hours at a time (often 45 minutes) for months and months. Even as an older baby, she didn’t sleep well and was crying most of the time. It wasn’t a ‘something hurts’ cry, it was an ‘I’m pissed’ cry. READ MORE
Recently, I divulged to a friend that I had undergone a cosmetic procedure several years ago, a secret that I had only revealed to a small group of inner circle confidantes.
She shrugged, seemingly not fazed in the least by my confession. “Well, you’ve always been vain,” she commented casually.
Naturally, I was taken aback by her remark, not to mention a bit hurt. I did not think of myself as vain. Vain people, especially women, are villainous, self-obsessed and narcissistic – willing to stop at nothing to maintain their physical appearance, even if it means killing close family members that rival their own beauty. (See Snow White and possibly many other fairy tales…) Certainly I was no two dimensional cartoon character, but the exchange forced me to examine my own thoughts on what it meant to be proud versus conceited and where that line was drawn. READ MORE