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On Why Do We Still Live Here, in This Repulsive Town?

@Mariajoseh Me too, me too. But, while we're not broken up, things with current dude are kind of sketchy. Mostly from my end. I've kind of been preemptively listening to break-up-esque music in preparation. You know, just in case. I'm hoping things can be fixed, because I seriously love this dude, but I can't settle for anything less than awesome after having wasted so much of my life on mediocre from my ex.

Posted on May 4, 2012 at 2:09 pm 0

On Why Do We Still Live Here, in This Repulsive Town?

@breccalynn "I don't understand about complimentary colours and what they say. Side by side they both get bright. Together they both get grey. But he's been pretty much yellow, and I've been kind of blue. And all I can see is red, red, red now what am I gonna do?'

Posted on May 4, 2012 at 1:54 pm 0

On Why Do We Still Live Here, in This Repulsive Town?

@Mariajoseh Oh, definitely Fiona Apple here, too. When my ex and I split after 16 years I listened to the entire Extraordinary Machine album so, so many times. "Red, Red, Red" and "Not About Love" being the real tear jerkers, but any one of them could turn on the waterworks. I am proud to say that I can listen to that album without it raining on my face these days, but I know it's waiting in the wings for me should my current relationship tank.

Posted on May 4, 2012 at 1:50 pm 2

On Foggy Memories

I loved this. More, please!

Every time I hear the song The Lion Sleeps Tonight, I have this very hazey thought of my older cousin Dwayne looking down on me lovingly and singing this song. He's wearing corduroy pants and an orange striped shirt in this memory, and I can see the light of the lamp behind him coming through his curly blonde hair. I have this flashbulb-like memory every single time the song plays. I figured it was just some silly pseudo-memory since Dwayne and I only briefly lived in the same province, and during that time my father and his mother were in the midst of a sibling argument that lasted for years.

Flash forward to a few weeks ago when my mom was visiting. The song came on, and I described for her how I always have this same thought when I hear it. I ended with "But that's just silly because how could that ever have happened?" and she then told me that when I was about a year and a half, she and my dad took a vacation to Hawaii, and the only person around to watch me was my aunt. My father and her made brief amends and I stayed with her and my cousin in their tiny apartment for a week. My cousin has always been a singer, and is even now currently experiencing quite a bit of success in musicals. It is not outside the realm of possibility that during that time he would have sung to me as he adored me. To think I have a memory from when I was no more than a year old fills me with this sort of joyful awe. It's amazing really, the brain.

Posted on May 3, 2012 at 8:33 pm 10

On Ask a Clumsy Person

I have never dropped my phone in the toilet (yet), but I did somehow managed to drop my phone in my coffee mug at work. Not even a particularly large coffee mug, and from the other side of my desk, so yay for accuracy? I was dumb and continued to use the phone, even though it had been almost completely submerged. What? It was a little sticky, but it was still working!! The very next day, I dropped my phone onto my concrete front steps and cracked the screen. After that I promptly took myself to an Apple store to ask if the screen could be replaced or what? The lovely Apple guy looked my phone over, then asked me if I knew of anything else happening to my phone. Me, being incredibly naive and kind of impressed with my ability to hit a coffee mug from miles away, I told him my story. He just stared at me dumbfounded for a bit, then laughed. Apparently liquid submersion voids your warranty? And most people know of this? So when asked by lovely Apple guy (who has just checked the liquid detector in the phone and knows full well what happened)if they know of anything else happening to their phone, they lie? Not this girl. He thought it was hilarious and awesome that I was so honest (read: oblivious) that he decided to just give me a brand new phone to replace my ruined one. Love you, Apple guy! Yay for accuracy AND naivety?

Posted on April 13, 2012 at 6:25 pm 4

On Ask a Clumsy Person

Posted on April 13, 2012 at 6:25 pm 0

On On the Happiness of Procreation

@breccalynn I should clarify that I know New Mom Town can be red carpets and unicorns for some moms. I don't mean to imply that it's the same for all new moms at all. My experience, after digging deep with some Mommy Friends of mine, is that almost all of them felt the way I did, and also felt pressured to feel something transformative mostly from other moms. I guess we should all just be honest about what it was like for US, and accepting of the fact that it won't necessarily be that way for others.

Posted on April 4, 2012 at 5:55 pm 0

On On the Happiness of Procreation

Thank you for sharing this.

I have this theory, right? It is that all new moms go into New Mom Town expecting a red carpet, unicorns, sunbeams pouring down over them and their newborn sparkling with infinite love and the unwavering knowledge that they are good and have Done The Right Thing. Then they arrive at New Mom Town and discover it's full of dead ends, traffic circles, and screaming. There's uncertainty, there's confusion, and there's no where to sleep! It's nothing like what they envisioned, and what they were told to expect! So they think maybe they weren't meant to move to this town. They're not cut out for the rough streets of New Mom Town. They feel like they've failed. So they do what many people do when they thought one thing and then discovered something else was the truth. They lie. Most often, they lie to other New Moms. They perpetuate this false idea of what being a new mom is like to each other, and then other new moms also feel like failures. WHY CAN'T WE JUST BE HONEST? With ourselves, and each other.

I'm a mom. I met my son for the first time and I thought "Hey, there you are. Nice to meet you. Your head is shaped funny, and it's friggin HUGE. Please be good at latching on because if this nurse grabs my boob one more time I'm going to lose my shit." Seriously. I didn't gaze at him in wonder. I wasn't overwhelmed with anything except the sudden crushing responsibility. I loved him and I felt deeply responsible for him, but I wasn't IN LOVE with him. I can honestly say I didn't really fall in love with him until I had spent a few weeks with him, and even then I sometimes wondered what the hell I was thinking when I let his dad do that to me. It took me a long time to accept that this was real, and it was OKAY to feel that way, and a lot of my trouble was due to other moms reinforcing the idea that I should have felt magical, transformational love. Can we please just start being honest with each other? We'll all be better off, and likely be better, healthier mommies.

Posted on April 4, 2012 at 5:50 pm 6

On How I Got Rich Working at the Mall (Just Kidding)

My solution was to work in a high end chocolate store. The pay was crap, but the chocolate was free and plentiful. It was actually outlined in our duties to eat the chocolate for the purpose of quality control, and also so that we would know the product. So except for the occasional extremely mad customer that would lose their shit over chocolate related wrongs done to them, it was pretty much the best job ever. I even somehow managed to LOSE 15 POUNDS while eating chocolate all day every day.

Wait, why don't I work there anymore?

Posted on April 3, 2012 at 3:07 pm 6

On The League of Ordinary Ladies: I Can't Believe It's Almost April

@MoonBat Also, I'm only now learning How To Be A Girl, and I'm 35. Guys, being a girl is haaaarrrrrrd.

Posted on March 28, 2012 at 2:08 pm 0