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Maybe I’m Not Such A Bad Mother

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Jun 032012

I’ve been farting around on the intertubez this afternoon, which can often lead one down unpredictable link-paths. An hour after you start reading articles on tidying up all the cables behind your desk, you find yourself deep into a psychological study of narcissistic mothers. How did I find myself here? Even my browsing history doesn’t explain the connection, because I tend to keep a lot of tabs open at once.

But wow. Just, wow.

I sometimes feel like I should have been a better parent. I’m not a very nurturing person. I should have been more patient. Sometimes I would yell at the kids when I was really angry at their father, or myself, or some random asshole I encountered during my day.

But compared to the mothers in that article, I’m the best damn mom in the world. They can’t be aware of what they’re doing, can they? I mean, if they were actually aware, they’d try to change their behavior, right?

Right?

Faith in humanity = waning. Going to look at pictures of kittens.

Cultural Exchange

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May 312012

Last week, Alpha Geek’s sister came to town with her family. The Artist was out of town, but the Director greatly enjoyed playing with his cousins. He’s older than they are, so he got to see what it’s like to be a “big brother” kind of figure. He had a blast.

For the last year or so, the Director’s favorite word has been “derp.” It’s his all-around, go-to word to describe absurdity, foolishness, or general lack of purpose. He particularly likes to use it as a verb, as in “I’m going to derp around outside.” (For those unfamiliar with the term, it is a shortened form of “hurp derp,” from an internet meme to indicate someone being an idiot.)

By the time sister-in-law’s family left, all of his cousins were also routinely using “derp” in their conversation.

Sorry about that.

Colloquialisms

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Dec 172011

The Director was putting on his coat. “Going somewhere?” I asked him.

“Just going outside.”

“Good idea. Go enjoy the sunshine.”

“Well, I’m just going to go herp around outside.”

“That’s pretty much what people mean when they say ‘enjoy the sunshine.'”

“Reallly?”

“Yep. It means ‘go herp around outside.'”

Later, I called to the back yard: “I’m going to the Kwik-E-Mart, do you want to come?”

“No thanks,” he called back, “I’m going to stay here and… enjoy the sunshine.“

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