I love my mom. With all my heart and soul I love her. Let me just state that for the record. She is probably one of my best friends and I tell her just about everything. My older sister is appalled that I tell mom just about everything, but my take on it is, I am an adult. She is an adult. She can handle it. 🙂
Place: Mom’s Kitchen
I arrive to pick up the son, who has been hanging out at my folks while I attend a Band Booster meeting at son’s school. I have been at work since 7:45 that morning, and am just a tad tired. Still in work garb, black capris and a red top, that is a little on the flowy side, if you will. Not the most flattering outfit, but I thought it looked okay when I put it on at 5:30 that morning.
Geekgrl Mom: “You look pregnant in that.” She leans in and whispers “Are you gaining weight? You look fat.”
Geekgrl: “No mom, I am the same size.”
Geekgrl Mom: “I thought you were going to WW. You look really big in that outfit.”
Geekgrl: <crickets chirping>
So, did I happen to say that my mom has always been brutally honest? To say the least! So this all happened yesterday afternoon. This morning I was sitting at work and my cell rang. Caller ID states that it was the parental unit’s house.
Now, the tone of her voice seemed to me that something was wrong
GG: “What’s wrong?”
GM: “Nothing’s wrong, I just wanted to say I am sorry for hurting your feelings yesterday.”
GG: “It’s OK.”
GM: “No it’s not, and I am really sorry that I said those things to you.”
GG: “You didn’t hurt my feelings, I was just really taken aback. I accept your apology, thank you.”
So, there you have it. My mom thought that I needed an apology, which I didn’t think I did. She must have felt really bad about what she said. I did remind her that she has always been brutally honest.
And honestly, I did look bad in the clothes. Large and in charge!
Have a happy Wednesday!