Showing posts with label your mother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label your mother. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Proper Attire

Have been playing around on ShopStyle lately.





Black and White Suit
Fossil, Express, Ann Taylor, Ann Taylor, Anne Klein
Black and white, suitable for interviews and other business occasions.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Compare and Contrast

Something I catch myself doing a lot is comparing where I am in my life at this age with where Mom was at my age. I'm X years old doing foo, when Mom was X she was doing bar.

I've now reached age X where when Mom was X, I was Y. I can remember it myself, first-hand. When she was my age now, I was three. I know where we lived, and where she worked, and where I went to school. She was divorced. She was raising me on her own. I can't even imagine keeping a houseplant alive, and she was supporting us both.

My mother and I are more alike than we're different, I think. We're in very different fields, and have taken different directions with our lives, but there's a lot of common ground. She's definitely stronger than me, in a lot of ways.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Resolution Followup.

I've had one red meat, not nearly enough exercise, and absolutely no anger management since the first.

...and now I'm going to go work out on the elliptical because I feel bad! Hooray!

...stupid resolutions, biting me in the ass when my back is turned.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Cancer and You

So, the reason I'm currently so afraid of cancer is I have what is known in medical circles as "a huge ovarian cyst that hurts like hell and is very stupid and scary." (These medical circles may consist of just me. That's totally fine.)

Bloodwork was done today, to see if it's cancer or endometriosis or some third (benign) thing. So. Waiting for a call back on that. Nothing I enjoy more than waiting to hear about this sort of thing.

Even if it's not cancerous, I want it out as it hurts me and has no damned right to be in my body. Take that, stupid cyst!

...I've named the cyst Cecyl. I felt it was large enough to warrant a name.

I've gone quite mad, you see.