girlordinary

Tonight I'm taking my mother out for dinner, a belated mothers day.

This almost, ALMOST, makes me laugh. Because, well... we don't really get along like a mother and daughter. In fact, I think both of my parents are slightly afraid of me.

Every conversation inevitably starts like this.

Mom : Jenn, I have something to tell you but only if you promise to not get upset.
Mom : Hey Jenn, so if you promise to not get angry....
Mom : Please promise you won't yell.
Dad : Jenn, please don't get angry but....
Dad : If I ask you something, please don't be upset.

The thing is, I'm not really sure why they approach me like this. I haven't freaked out or yelled since I lived there and I was a teenager... and even then it wasn't like I was some Hannibal Lector type individual... I was the typical teenager.. moody and whatnot.

So we probably won't say much to each other over the meal - it will probably mostly be eating.

I was not invited to my sisters wedding, I was asked to watch the dog.
When I was with Will and I was working two jobs... I was working every day, on one of my days off I went to visit my parents... My mom said she couldn't stay - she had a nail appointment with my sister and they couldn't miss it. I asked if she could reschedule, I came over to visit and she said no.
I keep a running tally of all the shitty things they do and one day I'm going to lay it all out on the table... they wonder why I don't visit so much anymore...
This is turning into something else... anyway.. dinner tonight with my mother should be interesting.