I have no idea if any of the readers quote me (although I did run across a quote from me once online, I think it's more likely someone would quote the irrepressible Lola or the unquenchable Iris Uber Alles). However, the other day I found myself quoting our esteemed commenter, Silliyak, when I was telling a story about the Sober Husband.
"As a friend* of mine said once, 'It's so special to have a spouse who always knows just the right thing to say, like a Hallmark card.'"
I should have said "invisible friend" or even "reader", as I so pretentiously refer to my commenters, but I was talking to my mother, who doesn't know about this blog. I've never told my parents or family about this blog, because the parents are so conservative and religious that they would find no end of things to criticize and be shocked by here. However, I probably could tell them and they wouldn't bother to read it. The Sober Husband mentioned my "website" several times, and my mother didn't ask what sort of "website" it was. I think my parents just don't find me very interesting.
If you're referring to the Hallmark comment...are you sure that was me? And are you considering this either a high or low light of your existance so far? Hope not! My best thought is "Don't believe everything you think"
re your parents: their loss, frankly
My mother didn't find me very interesting until I became a university lecturer. Strange really because previous to that I actually saved people's lives working in mental health services which was a lot more interesting ...
I think I've become the typical kids-obsessed parent in that I don't care if family members think I'm interesting - but they'd better find my kids interesting or else.
I remember it as you, Silliyak. It was in response to me repeating how the Sober Husband had said, after a kitten I'd planned to adopt died, "We dodged a bullet." A commenter -- whom I remembered as you -- said, "It must be so special to have a spouse who always knows just what to say, like a Hallmark card." It slayed me. It's here in the comments on this blog SOMEWHERE.
Or perhaps you're just too interesting for a boring old soul such as her? One thing about today's right wing religious types (I was raised by some) is that so many of them tend to just follow along with whatever their flock is doing. And how interesting can life possibly be when all you're doing is looking at everyone else's ass to figure out what you should be doing? ;-)
DH, I know what you mean by not wanting to 'splain who Sillyak is to your family ...
My wife's good friends with her first husband's second wife (he's with #3 now). I end up just saying 'my friend' Brooke, because I never know whether to say she's my wife's ex-husband's ex-wife, or my stepson's ex-stepmother.
Ow, my brain.
... looking at everyone else's ass to figure out what you should be doing
- sounds like half of my adolescence at the mall.
At least, the watching part. LOL.
Or they could be like my parents and find it much more satisfying to sneak around and see how much they can learn about me without me noticing...
my mother lived in a house for 25 years where she never told the neighbors she had a son because i was gay. this despite the fact 2 of the neighbors were a male couple. i wasn't the "johnny mathis interesting gay' she adored.
Johnny Mathis is gay?! Why didn't someone send me a Hallmark card about this?
they might have if, like my mother, you were a card carrying member of the Johnny Mathis fan club.
I don't think my parents are sneaking around to learn anything about me. They really aren't that into me. There was a while they were, when I got into Stanford & married my first husband. But now I'm unemployed, not in any prestigious academic programs, and divorced from that husband. Although they like the Sober Husband, no one can compare to Husband #1 to them. My father actually said to him once when we were dating, "You can do better than" the Drunken Housewife.
well my first husband my family met was a partner in a law firm and butch beyond belief. my step-father loved him but my mother hated him.
I once wrote part of a blog post about Silliyak.
And just earlier this week, I again raved about your steamed veggies. Which I usually wind up doing about once a month.
"You can do better than" the Drunken Housewife.
Damn. My kids drive me nuts sometimes, and I loose my cool sometimes, but I would never, ever.
Heh, speaking of horrible things said by parents, I think that my boyfriend's mother has the funniest opinion of me: well... if she was Chinese, she would be too good for you.
(She has said this more than once.)
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