Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I love Regency romances. One of their characteristics is that they have these mamas who want to get their sons and daughters married, and the latter ones just cringe every time they come across one of these marriage hungry mamas. One reason I like these is because I can sit back and laugh at them, because, you know, things are so different now. Right?
Anyway, this morning I got an email from my sister who still lives in Bosnia and Herzegovina (BiH). She started off by asking me to write to her about my life because her life is so terrible and she needs cheering up! Then she proceeds to tell me how she would like nothing better than to go to some deserted Island where no one can find her. To anyone who knows my 19 yo sister first thing that would come to mind is boy troubles. Soon after her first email there was another one from her just saying in one sentece that mom wants me to call her. Oh boy, now I know defientley that there are boy troubles. Even worse, mom and boy troubles. Still ever hopefull, I call mom hoping it is just the fact that she misses me so much and wants to hear the sound of my voice (mind you we did talk on Monday, but still), and she answers the phone, and starts talking about this one guy that was coming home with my sis, and it turns out she was inviting him and what not. Then she tells me that my sis is in a bathroom and will come out any second and to call her tomorrow so she can talk in peace about all the troubles my sis has put her through. Sigh!
Deja vu! This has happened so many times I'm starting to know it word by word. You see, what happened is that she got upset with my sister over the guy. She wants her to find an appropriate match, and this boy must be lacking on the "appropriate" front. My sister will feel like mom is telling her what to do. Than she will go into lonely spell where she complains that she doesn't have any friends, and that is because none of them are to my mom's liking. My mom lives strictly by that saying "you are who you hang around with" or something like that. She has done the same thing to my brother! How did I get lucky to avoid that? Now that I think about it, I didn't. I just married someone to my mom's liking! Now, I did get lucky.
So, I tell you, those regency mamas have nothing on my mom! Lord help us all!
Ms D.
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- Anonymous said...
September 10, 2008 at 7:40 AMOoo, good one, D. Your mom sounds hard core. I had a similar strict upbringing, except that it was more often my choice and not my moms. I was just not a social butterfly...hard to believe, I know. LOL. Hugs to your sister!- Domestic Diva said...
September 10, 2008 at 10:06 AMOh good lord I love my mom to pieces but she sounds like your mom. My mom controlled who we hung out with, so basically who we could be friends with and who we could not b/c after all all our friends where dirt bags besides a few selected ones (insert eye roll). Of note I think this is the reason I moved out the day after I graduated high school, not that I don't love my mother dearly but I need to start living my life and not under a microscope of what my mom wanted.- Ms D. said...
September 10, 2008 at 10:40 AMDD that is exactly how my sister feels! I feel bad for both her and my brother, because she is that controlling.