Yesterday I spent the day with my Mom and Aunt. My Mom wanted to hit a few stores, and ever since she lost her eye I have been nominated as the driver.
Now normally I don't mind doing this, I love my Mom, but sometimes I would love to knock her out.
Shocking I know, but my Mom was in one of her moods which consisted of asking me a million questions. I'm sure your asking but bitter server what kind of questions could you poor old Mom ask to illicit such a violent reaction.
Well I will tell you, the questions were about boys and me, or the lack there of...
It starts off with... Have I met anyone yet.
No Mom I have not
Why not? Don't you like boys anymore??? Your not Gay are you???
No Mom I'm not gay...
Then why don't you have a man in your life???
And on and on it went with my Aunt backing her up.
My Mom equates happiness with men, I think.
For the most part I'm happy with my life, and like most people I would love to share it with someone, but so far I haven't found that special someone.
My Mom thinks I'm not trying to meet anyone. I guess shes kinda right cause its not that big a deal to me. If I meet someone cool if I don't cool.
I just wish that my Mom would drop the subject, and accept the fact that I'm O.K with being single.
Plus my dream has always been the crazy cat lady!!!!!
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