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Mar
30
The Weekend Ahead
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The weekend ahead is going to begin tomorrow or today rather in approximately 3 hours when I board a plane heading East to Long Island, NY against my will. My mom asked me like 6 months ago if I wanted to go to NY for my cousins Bat Mitzvah and at the time I didn’t really give it very much thought and simply responded with, “I don’t know…” So then a week goes by and since my grandma MUST get her airline tickets 6 months prior to the trip I can only assume she was nagging my mother to get hers as well, which then lead to my mom asking me a second time…My response, “When is it?”, my mom tells me all the details…And since this was last year!!!! I said, “I guess so”!
Don’t get me wrong, I love New York, wouldn’t mind living there someday but to fly there for a weekend to go to Temple and be held captive on Long Island is not really how I want to spend the next 3 days. Anyways quite honestly after listening to my mom nag me to death for the last month about finding a dress for this little family fun fest I started to have second thoughts about this entire situation, but I knew the tickets were already bought and my mom and I still kind of have a hard time communicating…So I kept my mouth shut. Did you know you can’t wear pants to temple?! I didn’t until my mother informed me after consulting with my Aunt about the black slacks I wanted to wear, apparently I would offend the entire congregation!
So I finally fessed up that I didn’t want to go…But apparently I am 5 years old all over again and I can’t make decisions for myself because I’m starring at a half packed suitcase and dreading the next 3-4 days of my life, but most of all I am pissed at myself 1) for getting myself into this situation in the first place, but this is what I do when I get questions sprung on me regarding any sort of planning. 2) I am really pissed that I am 25 years old and just like my mom does with her mother, I’m allowing my mom to control me and sway my decisions.
Maybe someday I will grow up and be the person I feel deep down within…
A little Radiohead to numb the pain…
mp3: Knives Out (mp3 expired)
mp3: Life In A Glasshouse (mp3 expired)
Radiohead, Find it on Amnesiac 2001 Get it
mp3: Creep (mp3 expired) (Radiohead cover) – Damien Rice
Find it on Sounds Eclectic: The Covers Project 2007 Get it
ps. A revamp of Untitled, new site coming soon!
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ah, one of THOSE weekends. i dont envy you but i hope it is painless.
cant wait to see what you have in store with untitled 2.0
Oh dear, see what happens. I let work and family life distract me, and I come back to find that you’ve been kidnapped, stuffed into a dress, and hustled off in a plane to New York to be held captive in Temple for three days. That’ll teach me…
Yes, learning how to cope with one’s parents can be quite the challenge. I only began to feel I was getting it somewhat correct a few years ago, after 35 years of trying. The stories I could tell, and may do, someday…
Good luck, Dearest Rachel, stay mindful and centered. I look forward to catching up upon your return!!
P.S. If we don’t hear from you in three days, I’m airdropping into Long Island a crack armadillo pararescue squad. All female. Dressed in black slacks. Just to piss everyone off… ;-)
“i dont envy you but i hope it is painless.”
You know, at first I read that as “pantless.” And it actually seemed appropriate.
Hope the weekend’s better than you’d expect. :)
the dress-buying process–UGH!
if you don’t return and the airdrop pararescue squad fails to bring you back alive, i’ll drive up in my trusty minivan with a swat team of other armadillos and we’ll storm every town on long island until we find you . . . : )
Thanks guys, I’ll update soon.
OK, it’s getting close to the 72-hour deadline. I’ve got the First Lady Armadillo Pararescue Squad (FLAPS) suiting up in slacks, and the Cessna is all set to go…
Hehe well I don’t think that is necessary yet, although I would give anything to be home already…My flight leaves tomorrow…I can’t wait to get home. :)
Man, was I asleep at the switch! I totally missed this whole adventure. Sorry I wasn’t here to wish you good luck.
As for your mom a)the Robert Munsch classic “I’ll Love You Forever” … nuff said! (but here’s an essay anyway) and b)I’m (a bit) older than FiL, and I still can’t communicate with my mother to save my life. Just one of those things!
A revamp! Oooo! Not that it needs it but can’t wait to see what you have up your sleeve. “The Tattler” peut-etre?
F*cking hell, Mentok, I simply DETEST that Munsch book. It makes my goddamn skin crawl right off my flesh and bones…
Tell us how you really feel Fil ;-)
Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m getting the impression you don’t care for that book.
Well, to each his own. Call me a sucker, call me a sentimental fool if you will, but I can’t make it to the end of that book without tearing up.
Well, I always freak out at the bit where Mama sneaks into her grown son’s house top rock him while he sleeps. I mean, how bloody psycho is that? WEET-WEET-WEET-WEET-WEET-WEET!! Face it Mom, he’s a f*cking adult!! Sure, cherish those memories, but don’t treat him like he’s sodding eight-years-old!!!!
Erm, by the way, have you seen my composure anywhere??
“Face it Mom, he’s a f*cking adult!!”
A ha! Notice how mom is capitalized. It’s your own mother issues you’re talking about isn’t it…isn’t it!?
Well, I can totally identify with that, brother.
But, um, seriously, I don’t think that part of the book is meant to be taken literally.
My oldest boy is 12, but I look at him and I still see a 3-yr-old dancing around in sunglasses and mardi gras beads. Ten years from now, I’m sure that will still be the case. Isn’t that the same for every parent the world over?
As usual, we are both right!! :)