April 12, 2006

Mama Vi

I haven't really blogged much on what's been going on with Mama. She's doing pretty well. Actually, she has picked up a job, and that's good. It's good because it gives her a reason to get up and something else (other than me) for her to focus her attention on.

But - that doesn't mean I'm in the free and clear. Oh no....for instance last night. I had promised to call her when I got back from the interview. So, I did. T1G had dropped by for a visit and I warned him, he might hear a slightly "different" version of the interview in this conversation. I told him I needed to candy coat it. Afterall, I didn't want him to think me a complete liar.

So anyway - I tell her abit about the interview and that I'll push forward if they are interested. I should have stopped there. Really, I should have. As a sales person I have learned that it's important to know when to STOP talking. (and yes, I do know that!) But did I in this instance? Oh no. I say, when she's asking about the guys interviewing me....."They're real nice Mama. They even get my humor."

As soon as I said it I started banging my head against an imaginary wall. If I could have reached through the phone line and stopped those words from reaching her ear I would have. Because I knew where the conversation would go from there.....

Mama: Darlin'. I do wish you'd do something about that potty mouth of yours. It's just so crude and unlady like.

Tammi: Mama, I know. And you've been talking about this to me for years. But I do know when NOT to curse. Honest.

Mama: I don't know where I went so wrong with you girls. I tried to be a good mother..." she's now cryin'. YES, just that fast.

Tammi: Mama. Mama! Honest, some people really think I'm a cool person. Really. And you did good with us. I picked up my bad habits all by myself.

Mama: No, no I've failed as a mother. It's all my fault.

By now, I am jumping up and down and flippin' the bird. T1G (while not cursin' at me just to egg me on) is crackin' up. I'm sure it was quite the sight.

Yes, in the matter of 5 mins Mama went from laughing and proud of her eldest daughter to dispair over the state of her soul. Roller coaster doesn't even BEGIN to describe it.

I'm tellin' you - it's enough to make me almost happy I can't go home for Easter.

But yeah, Mama's doin' just fine. Thought I'd just give you a brief update.

Now you'll need to excuse me for a moment. I need to go wash my mouth out after my phone conversation with Army Wife. ;-)

Posted by Tammi at April 12, 2006 09:12 AM

Oh honey. Just try having a mom who would remind you of Jackie Kennedy (looks, money, pedigree, etc.- and she DOES look like her!) and then picture...me. I feel for ya, honey!

Posted by: Raging Mom at April 12, 2006 09:53 AM

That's so funny you should say that....Mama always made Jackie Kennedy the person *I* should try and be like. We have the same birthday and all....

Yeah, my whole life I've heard "what would Jackie do?"


Posted by: Tammi at April 12, 2006 09:56 AM

Sigh... I'm an asshole..

Parent or not, after a couple of years of that I'd answer "Yeah... I don't know how you failed me either.. but it's all your fault. Oops, sorry Ma, gotta run. I'm getting a tattoo and eyebrow ring in a half an hour..."

Seriously. My Dad used to harp on and on and ON about the same stupid crap I did wrong for months. Finally (this was when I was fourteen) I asked him to please just smack me and then drop the subject... (He didn't. Unfortunately. My mom, however, laughed her ass off when I said it which gives you a pretty good idea how absurdly overboard he went when griping about my misdeeds, real or imagined).

Posted by: Graumagus at April 12, 2006 11:41 AM

Shall I send you a case of soap? I mean if you're gonna be talking to Army Wife...


Posted by: Teresa at April 12, 2006 01:30 PM

Great....a potty mouth?

Between you and Mr. Blackfive, and my uber language alert....

People are going to start sending me soap, when I really want razors.....

Posted by: armywifetoddlermom at April 12, 2006 02:13 PM

I can just see you jumping up and down and flipping the bird with T1G egging you on!

Posted by: oddybobo at April 12, 2006 04:29 PM

Well, I'm not gonna be washing my mouth out anytime soon. My parents cringe when I curse in public and cause people to stare. Bummer - for *THEM*.

My dad said once; "All a parent can do is aim the arrow and release it from the bow. Once the arrow is released, it flies it's own path - the parents have done all they can."

Posted by: _Jon at April 12, 2006 07:34 PM

Going on what Jon said, after being tired of my mom consistantly harping on me for being a "bad" person I said this
"you know, I never got pregnant in HS, didn't do drugs, don't smoke and don't drink, never been arrested, and get good grades what do you have to complain about?"

Ya, that caused a huge fight. But really she has nothing to complain about compared to other people we knew.

Posted by: Quality Weenie at April 13, 2006 07:25 AM