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girl_jane How about a lecture on how my current habits are going to fuck up my college education?

Or a lecture on why nobody would want to live with me because I leave laundry on the bathroom floor and dishes in the sink to be taken care of at a later time.

Why not tell me I'm a fucking fool, and that I'm fucking up my life over a boy.

Because then you'd be repeating yourself more than you already do, Mom. I don't want to listen to that fat hole in your face anymore.

You make me feel like shit.

HAPPY FUCKING MOTHER'S DAY!









Now there's an original Mother's Day card-although I know I don't have the balls to actually give it to her.
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girl_jane At least Dad had the courtesy to leave. He never has called me names or told me I was a fuck-up. 030510
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ClairE I was nice enough to invite her to come to brunch, so my mom invites my grandma and brother to come along. Then she calls from home and yells at me because my brother and father aren't home (because he's buying her something extra for Mother's Day), and then my dad calls back to tell me my mom is leaving and accidentally tells her I forgot to do some financial aid stuff (they never notified me about it) so now she is going to bitch at me the whole time. My grandma is yelling at my brother about how he is dressed and the length of his hair, and they just left (literally as I write this) and they are going to be here in an hour. I have papers to write, why, oh why, did I have to invite my mom?

I just had to be the good daughter, and believe we could do something fun without her complicating it. Ahoy, summer!
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Rotten77 mother's day is a stupid holiday. if u appreciate your mom and all she does for u, u don't need a holiday to tell her that. plus, isn't that what people have birthdays for--so everyone can appreciate them for a day. if we have mother's day we should also have brother's day, aunt's day, grandfather's day, etc. we shouldn't have days based on someone's place in the family. it just doesn't make sense. i mean, it may b true that your mother does a lot for u, but then don't a lot of other people as well? shouldn't they have holidays then? 030512
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iNsEcUrE_GoTh_GiRl god i always fucking thought that!
why are all these holidays so commercialised??
dont even get me started on valentines day!
yeah, im in a ranting mood
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misstree welp, though my mother and i have butted heads countless times, i'm happy there's a mother's day, a time when i really do have a reason to tell her, "hey, i know you went through a lot just to raise me, i know that it must have been really hard and there were plenty of times when i was just an incorrigable misfit, but i really think i turned out okay, and you helped a lot with that, and i just want to tell you: thanks. i Appreciate it. yeah, there were times when i wanted to scream, when i thought you were an idiot, you were close-minded or you were dating an asshole or you were being mean just to be mean or a million worse things, but in the end, i have a million memories of camping and i know how to install a toilet and i can be mean to customer service people when i have to and sometimes i have nearly a snowball's chance in hell of dressing like a normal human being and i finally learned how to chew with my mouth closed, and i want to thank_you for that, because i Appreciate all that too. and every so often, i see bits of you in me, and i love you a little more for putting it there."

i mean, really, her birthday isn't the right time for that. and father's_day? i get to ease a little bit more into liking my stepfather, and tell *him* that even though we always fought like cats and dogs, i understand why, and i Appreciate what he was trying to do, and i'm very happy that he's recognized me as an adult and that we can deal with eachother as human beings. again, not so much with the birthday thing.
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ClairE My grandmother tells me I need to go on a diet. I go into the bathroom and start sobbing into a pink towel. My mother comes in to where I am sitting on the edge of the bathtub, and stands by me so that I hug her around the knees. She tells me, "I had to put up with that my whole life. Don't listen to her. I love you exactly the way you are." Then I am told to let my grandmother apologize to me, and after my mother leaves my grandmother comes in and starts crying. I have never seen her cry before and I wish she would stop.

Afterwards she offers me things like lemon sorbet and the phrase "sweetie pie", and her affection makes me sick. She is my rock, and rocks don't grovel.
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sab and we drove past the cemetary
which is usally pretty deserted

but today it was filled with people
taking their dead mothers
artifical flowers


and i sang
happy fucking mothers day
all the way
home
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