It’s to the point where I get really excited about waking up in the middle of the night if Shanna stays asleep. This is the most consistent ‘alone time’ I get.
I haven’t written about the Oklahoma trip. It was… interesting. I think I had forgotten or been unaware of just how closed minded the family is. I almost turned to my mom’s friend and said, “Have I mentioned that I’m queer. I’ve probably fucked more girls than both of your sons combined.” I wanted to do this because they had multiple books on their coffee table about the homosexual agenda and how homosexuals are ruining this great country. Great. I was asked if I was going back to work when Shanna goes to school and the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.” Yup. It is. And fuck you very much as well Mr. Sunshine.
Oh, and when Shanna fell out of the bathtub and hit her head I talked to her about why I was asking her to sit down. My mom listened in and then said, “I told you too but you see how that turned out.” ?? In general as a mom you told me to do stuff and I didn’t listen? “I told you not to do things as a teenager but you didn’t listen to me and you got raped. See what happens when you don’t listen to me?” ?!?!?!?! WHAT?! Oh my fucking god. She said she didn’t understand why her comment was different than me telling a ten month old, “See honey, that is why I asked you to sit down. I’m sorry you hurt your head.” Though she did apologize the next morning–I guess that is progress.
I hate doing that quantity of driving sans cruise control. It’s crummy.
I realized recently that most of the people I’ve been spending time with are female and close to my age. This is such a bizarre change compared to the rest of my life. But you know what? I can’t complain. I really appreciate the friendships that have deepened in the past year and some. It’s really good to learn more about the people who think I’m worth going out of their way for.
the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.”
I’m sure it was different with tone of voice
My first reaction was – that was a more sensitive thing than he might have said. You’re choosing something – it’s not what he would choose. It’s a choice.
Re: the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.”
It was the sneering dripping with sarcasm. He is also a teacher, you see.
Re: the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.”
That would explain it – I’d otherwise expect the sort of person to be really worried about the homosexual agenda to be more supportive of homeschooling, at least by good Christian parents…
Re: the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.”
oh, baby!
that’s *exactly* what you should say next time:
“i don’t agree with the way social issues are dealt with in today’s skools.”
ha!
ha-ha!
Re: the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.”
He and his wife both teach at private Christian schools where they believe, “If you fail a test it is because you didn’t study enough and it is not my problem to try and help you.” He also believes that if you spare the rod you will spoil the child.
Let’s just say we don’t agree on much.
Re: the response when I said I would be homeschooling was, “Well, that’s a choice.”
failed because…
a – you didn’t study enough
b – you didn’t pray enough
*or*
c – your mom’s a homo.
i think kids aren’t smacked near often as they should be.
especially other people’s kids.
FWIW – I do a lot more socializing with women who are also around my age than I ever used to. I used to have few or no female friends. Acquaintances, yes. Women I was friendly with, yes. But it’s only been as I got out of college, and it even took till partway through grad school (I’m looking at the timeline, not cause & effect of school on relationships) till I had what I consider to be friendships with women my age.
It’s kind of neat. It’s like we had to each grow up separately before we could relate to one another.
I hadn’t thought of it quite that way before. Perhaps. One thing I do know is that all through school, till at least somewhere in or after my undergrad, girls scared the crap out of me. There was the occasional boy in my life who was mean, but the bullies – physically as well as mentally – in my life were always girls. On top of just having no real idea how girls worked. Boys always seemed so much simpler. Exasperating sometimes, but simpler (not “simple”, just less complicated). I was in my mid- or late 20s before I stopped being quite so intimidated by women. Even now, I still have issues with it sometimes.