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[jianantonic]

Happy Birthday to my dad today - 66 and counting. My niece turns 3 on Tuesday. THREE! WHOLE YEARS!

I was on the phone with my mom last night about birthday plans for these two, and nothing's really convenient for the family, so my mom is throwing a big party on MY birthday (I hadn't been informed of this yet) in order to have an excuse to demand the presence of the whole extended network of family and friends. It's a good thing that's the only weekend this whole spring that I'm not out of town for bridge.

Of course this isn't really my party. I didn't even know it was happening. It just happens to be on April 27th, and my mother wants an excuse for cake. When I told her yesterday I wanted ice cream cake, she said "No! You're on a diet! No cake for you!" Here's how I show affection for my mom:
"But it's MY birthday, and YOU'RE the one who NEEDS to diet. No cake for YOU. Ice cream cake for ME."

:)

I think the other secret agenda of this party is to get Ahren out to meet my family. Or rather so my mom can show him off to all the people she's gossiped to about him. It's sneaky on her part, and I see right through it, but at least I know she's been saying good - if not completely true - things about him and our relationship. Thanks to her blabbering, a lot of people I barely know know more than I would like them to, and a lot of that "knowledge" is false because it's based on things my mom has made up on her own. But she likes him and at least these are good things, though I don't know how I feel about random friends of my parents and extended family thinking I'm in a "very serious" (according to my mother) relationship with a guy when they've only just heard about my divorce. Back when the rumors (they were worse at the beginning) started spilling from my mom's mouth, I decided that if I just don't tell her anything, she won't have any basis for this gossip train. Turns out, when I don't tell her anything, she just makes it all up on her own. Oh well.

Ever since I started losing weight, my mom keeps telling me how envious she is and all that. And I'm like, then do something about it, woman. She's got so much more money and free time than I do, yet I'm the one who's squeezing in daily trips to the gym and paying a trainer. If I can find the time, so can she. So when I saw this flier at the Senior Center on bridge night a couple of weeks ago, I copied it and gave it to her and said we can't be friends anymore if she doesn't call about it.

It's a paid medical study for overweight seniors where they pay you to do yoga every day. There's a teacher and everything, and you can do it on your own schedule, as long as you do it every day. Hello?! Most people pay big bucks for yoga classes around here, and she can get paid to do it just because some med student is going to take her measurements once a month. How awesome is that? I had a serious suspicion that she'd dismiss the flier and not set anything up, but much to my delight, she starts the study next week. Yay mom!

Anyway it's time to leave for bridge. Fredericksburg sectional today.

Peace.

Comments

[flamingophoenix.livejournal.com]

Well, I think that "living together" tends to send out little "serious relationship" vibes, whether or not there actually is one. (Especially for our parents' generation.) That could be part of it.

[jianantonic.livejournal.com]

As far as my mom knows, he's my roommate. She may infer otherwise (she does), but she doesn't know it.

[flamingophoenix.livejournal.com]

But the problem is, for her generation (I know I keep using that word), there IS no platonicity. (Is that a word itself?) Living together == scandal (or what have you), whether it's for a week during Spring Break or in a house for companionship. (Just to try to see things from what I imagine her point of view to be.)

[jianantonic.livejournal.com]

No no, really, I know my mom and I know what's on her mind. Old though she may be, she's not so old school. She's pretty progressive in this regard, so it's not like she'd jump to wrong conclusions. She assumes because it's obvious is all. The other thing that should be obvious, though, is that I don't discuss it. But she didn't get the hint, so I had to just tell her straight up. We don't talk about this. Done.