May 19, 2003

  • A few stray thoughts and Monday fluff…

    I have had some interesting contradictions in my parental
    programjming.  Daddy did greasy, dirty work and included me in
    it.  For him, dirt wasn’t much of an issue.  He’d wash his
    hands before eating, and that was enough for him.  Mama hated dirt.

    This was rough on me becaue I’ve always been klutzy.  I tend to
    wear my food.  On a waitress job once, my boss said that with me
    around, the customers didn’t need a menu–they could just look at my
    uniform.  Mama used to get very upset when I got stains on my
    clothing.  One time when I was two or three years old, she made my
    forehead bleed, trying to scrub off a freckle at my hairline.

    My being a perfectionist just complicates things more.  I feel
    awful when I watch the perfection of anything being spoiled through
    damage or dirt.  I love the stains on the good clothes that other
    people have tossed into the donation box, so I can find them in a
    thrift shop.  Pre-stained clothing makes me more
    comfortable.  I don’t have to worry about ruining something that
    has already been ruined.

    Whqt brought this to mind today was looking down at the stained
    front of my spiffy Winnie the Pooh thermal undershirt from the Disney
    Store.  I’ve been in those stores.  I can’t even afford to
    shopLIFT there.  I have such a marvelous collection of spoiled,
    damaged, soiled and busted stuff, it’s incredible.  During our big
    7.9 earthquake in November, some Navajo stone carvings fell from their
    shelf.  When I picked them up and saw the cracks and chips, I
    breathed a sigh of relief–that’s just that many more things I no
    longer need to worry about ruining.

    On another topic entirely:

    Doug’s being his freaky self, sleeping with his eyes wide open,
    getting up and looking for stuff until I tell him, “Lie back down,
    you’re still asleep.”  I just walked across the room where he’s
    snoring, and his eyes followed me.  He made some remark that had
    nothing to do with anything here, but in which I recognized some words
    from the reality of his online games.  **sigh** 

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Comments (11)

  • Which heroin are you?!

  • I like your profile picture….

    In my house growing up it was the opposite… my Mom was the messy one always spilling and staining her shirt… and my Dad was the clean and tidy one…

    Me… Im caught in the middle I guess.

    Here’s to a good week ahead! 

  • I think I’m the exact opposite…I hate when my clothes have stains…I will wash and wash them until they look clean again.

  • Isn’t Quizilla fun!!??

    My mom accepted dirt as a part of my life growing up because I was ALWAYS on the horse and usually bareback! She didn’t necessarily like it, but she accpeted it!

  • My father was a mechanic for 20-odd years, and with my mechanical aptitude scores, the Army practically BEGGED me to get trained in some of their most complex mechanical jobs…..

    But I can’t stand grease under my fingernails…. It makes me insane. The thought of a career that will eventually tattoo grease into the folds of my hands and my cuticles?

    ……………. I’d rather be dead.

  • “Scooby” because the group in Buffy are known as the “Scooby Gang”, as they solve supernatural mysteries like the characters in Scooby-Doo.

    Great quizzes, this is the first time for ages that any of my SIRs have had so many.

  • Heh!!  Great quizzes!! 

    I’m a fanatic, I hate stains on my clothes…  don’t know why. 

  • I’m one who often spills my Coke. Very annoying! I like used clothes, simply because they’re cheap & once someone wears something ‘new,’ it then becomes USED! But I don’t like them stained. Once that way, they’re only good for around the house/yard. I have PLENTY like that now, even with holes in them, which I actually bought NEW! *sigh*

  • I don’t care for stains…had a reputation at one time of being “Laundry Queen” because I have a knack for removing “impossible to remove” stains.  I do, however, like used clothing and other used items…I think it has something to do with the energies that they bring from previous owners, not really sure.  All I know is that when I go into a second hand store, I am automatically drawn to certain things, regardless of their outward appearance.  Neat

  • I see someone else already answered the “Scooby” question– I’m a Folkie too, and hooray wahhoo they put Uncle Phil on the button :) (my parents were his buddies and called him that to me, like family friends are “uncles” and “aunts”) I was just listening to I Ain’t Marching Anymore, the album that pic is from, just a couple of days ago. Weird!

  • Love the quiz stuff…hate the load time…*chuckle* you are L. MacBeth, I’m Juliet-go figure…we’re both Buffy…*chuckle* Anyway, great blog! My mom didn’t like dirt, but she was wise enough to realize that living on a ranch wasn’t going to be the ultimate in tidiness….*HUGS*& Pax~Z

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