13 posts tagged “mom”
1) My mom left at 5 AM yesterday. It was sad. I had a lot of fun with her and I want her to come back already.
2) Linds was on Ryan Seacrest. Whenever she's on this show, I have to listen to the interview. To hear her speak... It blows my mind.
3) I am done with the first draft of my pilot. Oh, by the way? I forgot to mention, I think... I'm writing a pilot? I wrote a pilot.
4) I took this photo outside of Amoeba the other day:
5) I'm blocking people on Facebook. That's where I'm at with the internet right now. If I don't want to know you, you don't get to know about me. Unless you read this blog. Or Defamer. Or the other two blogs I keep.
6) Swinger's got new menus. I miss the old ones. Here's a new one being modeled by Alexis Hyde:
9) I am going to a hat party tonight. Everyone has to wear hats. I decided to tie a scarf around my head Tupac-style. That's a hat, kind of.
Mom's in town!
Last night I didn't sleep a wink because I was craving one of my mother's tuna fish sandwiches so badly. Even though I knew that there was nothing I could do about it until I go home in April, I couldn't stop thinking about sandwiches.
*Everything here is true, but felt I should clarify because I realize that what I just shared might be really difficult for some people to wrap their heads around.
I was really kind of floored when my mom referenced Calvin Harris by name yesterday on the phone...
UPDATE: She called me back.
My birthday has never been the biggest deal because it's so close to Christmas. I think some years I would have my birthday party in like, March because my mom's event-planning business would keep her busy throughout the majority of the season... but there were a few things she'd always do to celebrate this day.
1) She'd tell the story of the day I was born. It always ended like this "...and the nurse said, "You have a little girl" and I was soooo happy."
2) Every year I'd have a "princess bubble bath" drawn for me that included new bubble bath and some sort of pastry sitting on the side of the tub. Last time it was an éclair, I believe.
3) She'd play this song:
"So... are you seeing any special boys in LA? Or special girls?"
- My mother.
This is something she said to me my last day in Boston when I was home for the holidays. This isn't the first time she's said something like this to me, which I always feels puts me in this place where I have to reiterate that I am not, in fact, a lesbian. I immediately feel guilty for wanting to clarify that because I know that that's just her way of letting me know that everything would be chill with her if I did decide to bring home a boyfriend named Marla next year. That's kind of nice and supportive of her.
My mom married Gregg my soph. year of college. I love him and his kids to death-- there's really no other group of people I would have accepted into my family with such enthusiasm and warmth. I love the guy. He makes my mother SO happy and he treats her (and me) like a million, trillion, bajillion bucks.]
