{"id":768,"date":"2009-05-12T20:20:00","date_gmt":"2009-05-13T02:20:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.laughingmonkey.org\/?p=768"},"modified":"2009-05-12T20:20:00","modified_gmt":"2009-05-13T02:20:00","slug":"im-not-a-fan-of-mother-teresa-either","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/?p=768","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m not a fan of Mother Teresa, either"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I just had a realization this evening; every single woman I&#8217;ve had a relationship with (that lasted more than a weekend :-), every single one of them, without exception, has an epically fucked up relationship with their mothers.<\/p>\n<p>All of them. From High School Girl (hi P!), to That Other One, to the Flautist, to the Polymath Pedant, the Artist, a few summer flings, the Amazon, each one has their own torturous and frustrating set of issues with their mothers. Hell, I&#8217;ll even throw in a couple of girls that I&#8217;ve only had as really good friends\/crushes that have been entirely platonic; also deeply fucked up relationships with their mothers.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m certainly not <b>trying<\/b> to select for this characteristic. I mean, it&#8217;s not like I&#8217;m trolling at the strip clubs for damaged little girls with mommy issues. Every single one of those women are\/were fiercely smart, capable, talented (and sexy!). Exactly the sort of people you&#8217;d like to hang out with, work with, or have guard your back. Fabulous people, each in their own way.<\/p>\n<p>And yet, there&#8217;s that pattern. Weird. I&#8217;m sure there are some women out there with loving and supportive mom relationships; heh, maybe their mommas warned them away from boys like me.<\/p>\n<p>Merely the latest example &#8211; I know a girl who drove four-ish hours, each way, on Mothers&#8217; Day weekend, to have dinner with her mom, and then breakfast on Mothers&#8217; Day itself. The mom picked the restaurant, the daughter picked up the (not-inconsiderable) bill, and a nice hour and a half dinner and chit-chat was had. MD breakfast was at her mom&#8217;s house, made by mom (her own mom&#8217;s idea!), was nice and slow and friendly. Afterwards, there was a walk through the yard looking at recent gardening efforts and ooohing and ahhing over her lovely yard and the fruits of her labor. Then there was an hour and a half walk through a nearby park, alongside a lake, with lots more friendly chatter. And then the four-hour drive back home. The girl even brought flowers! I said to her, &#8220;Damn, you scored major Good Daughter\u2122 points this weekend!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Instead, she got a long, painful phone call from her parents tonight complaining about how the food at the dinner restaurant wasn&#8217;t very good, and she should have spent more time with them, and how rude she was to rush away after breakfast, and her mother didn&#8217;t even get a card! Not just in a passive-aggressive whining fashion, but a full-on, chastising, scolding, &#8220;you&#8217;re a bad daughter&#8221; lecture. Unbelievable! I hardly know what to say, except to sympathize, and to try to reassure her, &#8220;It&#8217;s not you, it&#8217;s her.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>It just boggles my mind. As an outside observer, I can&#8217;t help but wonder, doesn&#8217;t this mother know that&#8217;s the kind of behavior guaranteed to drive a child even further away? If you were specifically trying to discourage a daughter from making an effort, I can&#8217;t imagine how you would pick a more successful strategy.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m just gobsmacked. I guess I will continue to be for a few more hours. Or days.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I just had a realization this evening; every single woman I&#8217;ve had a relationship with (that lasted more than a weekend :-), every single one of them, without exception, has&#8230; <a href=\"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/?p=768\">Read more &raquo;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[22,26,37,47],"class_list":["post-768","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-family","tag-girls","tag-mom","tag-relationships"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/768","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=768"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/768\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=768"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=768"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/laughingmonkey.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=768"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}