Like my mom.  

 

 

I made plans with my mom today to go shopping with her on Friday.

In trying to figure out the time and where we would be going, she mentioned going to the outlet stores so she can go to this particular store. We went to the outlets a few months ago but didn’t have a chance to go into this particular store that she is talking about (can’t think of the name to save my life) . Anyway, she wants to go there and she wants to take me into the Dooney & Bourke (or “the pocket book store” as she calls it) so I can show her what type of “pocket book” I like.

We browsed through there last time we went (really fast) . I knew what to expect as far as the prices go but my mom was clueless. I even tried to warn her how expensive they were before we went in there but she was insistent on going in. I don’t think she realized exactly HOW expensive they are until she walked in and started looking at the prices.

I had NO intentions on spending that kind of money on a bag that I will use a filing cabinet and toss around like a lost shoe, so like I said, we breezed in and breezed right back out.

You may wonder what this has to do with us going shopping on Friday.

Well she once again mentioned going into “the pocket book store” so I can show her what I like.

I’ve already told her SEVERAL times that she IS NOT spending that kind of money on me; Especially for something of that nature. She does NOT listen to me.

I can already picture in my mind what will happen on Friday. She will insist on going in and looking around. I’ll refuse because I don’t want her spending hundreds of dollars on a purse. She’ll get offended, make me feel guilty for hurting her feelings and we’ll go in a look anyway.

The following conversation is not that far out of reach:

Mom: Show me what you like

Me: You’re not buying me any of these

Mom: Don’t tell me what I’m gonna do. Show me what damn pocket book you like

Me: I don’t want you spending that kind of money a purse

Mom: It’s my money, I’ll spend it any way I damn well please

Me: I know it’s your money but I can’t let you spend THAT kind of money on me

Mom: Well I’d like to see you try and stop me

At this point, we will both be angry. Me, because I can’t talk any sense into her thick ass head and her anger will be mixed with hurt, because I tell her NO. That’s what it boils down to. I told her NO. The much dreaded word. I am only guessing here but I think that has something to do with it.

It will go one of two ways after this.

ONE: She will either be SO angry and hurt that she will leave the store in tears. Which ultimately means that we are done shopping for the day because there’s no way in hell we will be buddy, buddy after that.

OR

TWO: She will threaten to buy the one that SHE likes and give it to me. Which, if that is the case, I better pick out the one I like because her tastes in “pocket books” SUCKS!! But either way, one or both of us will feel bad on Friday if this happens.

I can't even just tell her that I think they are ALL ugly because she'll think I'm lying to her and buy one anyway

I give up

It's a good thing it doesn't snow around here that often.

 

I have a feeling we'd find these in EVERY window!!!

 

 

 

I found out some sad news today

Quite a few posts back, I posted something about a friend of mine losing her daughter to suicide.

Well, tonight I found out that the mother of the daughter, tried to commit suicide, herself.

She shot herself in the heart but didn't succeed in what she set out to do.

There are parts of me that are extremely sad and there are parts of me that are completely angry

I'm not in this woman's shoes, so there is absolutely NO WAY I can understand what brings a person to want to take their own life.

I can only IMAGINE what it is like to lose a child.

Actually, my mind won't allow itself to wrap around that scenario

I'm not sure where I'm going with this post; other than the circle of sadness that has presented itself in this situation

I can only IMAGINE that this friend of mine, the mother, had enough HURT in her heart, to try to end the agony she must feel.

I have no real details of what happened, other than she shot herself in the heart (although, she did NOT succeed) to finally end the pain she must have had there for her daughter.

I DO NOT BY ANY WAY AGREE WITH THE ATTEMPTED SUICIDE OF MY FRIEND.

But, I think under the circumstances, there is a SMALL part of me that can sort of wrap my mind around the whole concept of not living without your children

I just don't have enough balls to take my own life and I love life too much to even consider it; but then again, I am NOT in her shoes!!!!!

I'm not much of a praying type of person. That doesn't mean that I don't believe in God, but she will definitely be in my prayers

It's just a sad, fucked up day where I live

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December 1st and I haven't bought the first damn thing!!!

 

 

Maybe I should stop searching for that vibrator and go shopping!!!