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Edited on Tue Dec-23-03 09:59 PM by breezygirl
And we're all reminded of the togetherness many people enforce on themselves this time of year, I thought I'd regale you all with a tale about me and my mother on this most joyous of seasons.
It was Sunday at a Christmas party. Just me and my mom went, left my dad and brother at home. There's a whole bunch of people there, my aunts and great aunts and second, third and fourth cousins (a lot of extended family in mine) and then just friends of my grandma. So I'm there and I got introduced to this monk, Brother Ambrose. I was intriuged, because the only monks I've seen are the ones in "The Mission," which is a very good movie by the way. Anyway, my mom comes over because apparently this monk is a friend of my great-grandma. And then Mom's old friend from med school sees her and there's the whole "Hi! I haven't seen you for so long! How are you?," yada, yada, yada. And then she notices me, of course. "Is this Briana? Oh, I haven't seen you since you were soooo little! Oh, look at those curls, do you have a perm? No? Oh, it's natural. It wasn't that curly when you were little, was it?"
And then my mom says, in front of everyone standing within a ten-foot radius of us, (and you have to envision my mom, short little Minnesotan woman, saying this) "Oh, yah, ever since she hit puberty her hair's just been curling like the dickens."
:wow: Parents. Just gotta love em. Sigh. :) Am I just being too sensitive? It's not really something I got mad over, it's just that my mom doesn't see how funny it looks when she says it. You know?
So, what about you guys? Nothing embarassing-sounding revealed at a Christmas party before for you?
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