TH lost his brand new phone in a Paris taxi–upon our arrival there. What a paiin that was!
I am mostly tired and every now and again I sound like Kathleen Turner. Since it comes and goes, I’m sure it’s allergies (I’m better downtown). Loratidine in my future.
Off to bathe and watch bad TV. Early night for me.
It seems to be in the air. <passes Taters a drink>
And now I can’t find my parents. My Dad’s email says their in DC, but no one answers the phone. My parents don’t do voice mail. <sigh>
I am being super unproductive this week. The thought of Irish Boyfriend coming back on Monday makes me somewhat giddy.
Had somewhat of an argument with my mom over a favor she asked of me. I wrote something up for her and then got an email saying she was “disappointed” in my work and my attitude and questioned my entire value system. :dubious: Seriously dramatic. All she needed to do was call me and ask me to fix the document. Instead she uses it to question my morals. I love my mom and she is very good to me, but sometimes I do think she expects me to be some kind of perfect being - no matter what I do she has never told me she is proud of me. She is very good at expressing disappointment.
Asian kids joke about their parents thinking A+s are the norm and anything else is the end of the world, but that describes my parents pretty accurately. I get an MA from a good school and work at a respectable job for a very decent salary but is that enough for my parents? And don’t even get me started on my uncle, who thinks I am totally wasting my life by not pursuing a PhD. I suppose I should be flattered that my family thinks I have the potential to do “greater” things but one would think that being a decent contributing member of society with more education than most would count for something.
Of course, my brother complains that our parents don’t expect anything from him - he told me recently that seeing them go apeshit whenever I got anything lower than an A and then praise him for getting a B hurt his feelings when we were younger. I suppose children are impossible to please.
I can easily see why your brother would feel that way. Kids can either live up or down to their parent’s expectations.
This may not make you feel better, but my mother has never in her life told me either of these things:
That I’m pretty.
That she loves me.
It’s hard to do (especially when you’re young), but try very hard to separate your estimation of yourself from your mother’s. You KNOW you are very intelligent and have worked hard and are doing very well in your profession. Ignore your uncle and try not to let KMAMA play in your head all the time.
For Nat: Interior of the new TARDIS. OK, maybe not for Nat, since he probably wants it to stay the same and I have no idea when the new Dr. Who hits either Canada or the U.S.
On preview: Auntie GT seconds Auntie Eleanor.
Have been chatting with cousins on facebook. Weird.
Love my job, busy season is busy, new car (it’s blue), life is good. No internet surfing allowed at work, too tired to post coherently at night. Busy season ends April 15, then I have my life back.
Haze, I know your mother isn’t my father reincarnated for two reasons: he hasn’t been dead long enough to have reincarnated and had a daughter your age, and if he had a problem with our morals he took it straight-on, no “waiting for a good excuse”. But “getting 100% in an exam and being told ‘looks like you can do things right occasionally’”? Yeah, got the T-shirt.
(((((rigs, Taters, Haze))))) and anyone else who needs 'em.
Congrats to Nava for Seville and The Boy for corporate security.
I am at work, decaffienated and contemplating a trek into the Great Outdoors to go to a team meeting. It’s grim, cold and wet out there and the forecast for later this week says snow. In England! In March/April! In summer!
Snow makes me quite vexatious, nay stabby. You have been warned.
Thanks, aunties. And everyone else for the hugs. My mom actually apologized over email (as much as she ever apologizes, haha).
Was marginally more productive today. Not sure what I’m going to do for dinner. I have an awkward amount of leftovers (and by awkward I mean not enough for a full meal, boo).
boofae I fully agree that snow in (almost) April is obsene! I am headed to London on Wednesday night for my US visa appointment nothing had better get the way not even snow in (almost) April! If it does I will be very ***VERY ***stabby.
Other than that the individual who invented LEAN and in particular the person that designed our company training on the aforementioned subject needs to be poked with the really sharp and pointy stick. The woman’s voice annoys me :mad:
Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaays!!! to nava and the boy! waft a little of that good luck this way, please.
Guess what? Did I mention that my refrigerator quit working about a week and a half ago and that the repairman had to order a part? Luckily we have the garage fridge so weren’t forced to live out of coolers for a week. Anyhoo, this past Sattidy repairman comes to install said part but refrigerator no worky. Repairman checks his totally cool Panasonic Toughbook laptop and gets a message to call the office. Seems our three-year-old GE Profile has Toyota Syndrome and has been recalled. We are getting a brand new one! How about that?
To all of you Nawthroners who are getting flooded, stay safe and dry.
I stayed up past my beddy-bye time to watch Trauma, then tossed and turned half the night because my damned pager kept going off. :mad:
On a happier note, I’ve been buying redneck eggs for the past month, and conscientiously collecting egg cartons to give the redneck egg lady. I even took up a collection at work, and was presented with a two-handled shopping bag full of empties yesterday.
I stopped to get my weekly dozen, and gave the cartons to egg lady’s hubby. About 20 minutes after I got home, I got a phone call. “This is the egg lady. Next week, you’ll get a dozen and a half on the house because you saved my life with those egg cartons you gave me…”