So. Today is Mother's Day, and I am a good mom. Probably not the best in the world, but I try. NEVER has a day gone by when my children have not known that they were loved. Sure, I make mistakes, but I'm there, you know? Heart, mind, body and soul, I am in the game.
The little &^%*$ totally forgot Mother's Day. NOoo...that's not quite right. Because I was sitting next to my sister yesterday when she texted my youngest to remind her that today was Mother's Day. And said youngest happened to convieniently be in town at the time (which I had, of course, arranged), with money in her pocket (which I had, of course, also arranged), when she recieved the text. Meaning, of course, that my dearest daughter had to have actively CHOSEN not to get me anything for Mother's Day. Actively chosen. And yes, before anyone thinks otherwise, she still had the $ on her when my sis texted her. *sigh* I don't know why I was stupid enough to think that she would choose to get me a card over blowing her money on a cherry slurpee.
Oh, and let's not forget the other daughter. The college student. The one that I send 'care packages' to every other week. The one that has not gone a single day of her college career needing anything, because I have worked two jobs to be sure of it. No card from her, either, and even less of an excuse. She walks past drug stores and post offices daily, on her way back and forth to class. Am I worthy of a card? Apparently not.
And so, having spewed forth my outraged venom on you fine people, I find that I feel much better. The mods can feel free to kill this thread now, if they wish. Or, this can turn into a forum to discuss just how very, very disappointing our offspring can sometimes be, for those of us that have them. I really don't care. I am going to go and take a long, hot bubble bath now, and try to recall WHY, exactly, did I decide to have children in the first place?
I should have stuck with dogs. At least they are faithful.
Yours, truly
The little &^%*$ totally forgot Mother's Day. NOoo...that's not quite right. Because I was sitting next to my sister yesterday when she texted my youngest to remind her that today was Mother's Day. And said youngest happened to convieniently be in town at the time (which I had, of course, arranged), with money in her pocket (which I had, of course, also arranged), when she recieved the text. Meaning, of course, that my dearest daughter had to have actively CHOSEN not to get me anything for Mother's Day. Actively chosen. And yes, before anyone thinks otherwise, she still had the $ on her when my sis texted her. *sigh* I don't know why I was stupid enough to think that she would choose to get me a card over blowing her money on a cherry slurpee.
Oh, and let's not forget the other daughter. The college student. The one that I send 'care packages' to every other week. The one that has not gone a single day of her college career needing anything, because I have worked two jobs to be sure of it. No card from her, either, and even less of an excuse. She walks past drug stores and post offices daily, on her way back and forth to class. Am I worthy of a card? Apparently not.
And so, having spewed forth my outraged venom on you fine people, I find that I feel much better. The mods can feel free to kill this thread now, if they wish. Or, this can turn into a forum to discuss just how very, very disappointing our offspring can sometimes be, for those of us that have them. I really don't care. I am going to go and take a long, hot bubble bath now, and try to recall WHY, exactly, did I decide to have children in the first place?
I should have stuck with dogs. At least they are faithful.
Yours, truly