Oh my gosh, I have a lot to talk about. Please refrain from commenting about the phrase I used in the beginning of the prev. sentence.

First of all, the trip was a bust. We ended up spending a lot of time on travel rather than play. According to my calculations, we should have gotten there by one, two at the latest with However, I'd forgotten one thing. Mother-master and her miraculous hearing, or lack thereof. Instead, we got there by 3 o'clock and C had told us she was leaving at 4:30pm. How wonderful.

Second on the list is that my mother has hit a new low! It's incredible the way she got so freakin' dramatic over nothing. It's a hilarious story. Okay, let me get started...

So a little conversation about who should ask for directions got out of hand. Sorry if I didn't want to go into a shady Psychic/Tarot reading shop for directions and there were plenty of other shops around. Her reason was that this was my trip and I had brought them there, therefore I had to.

I turned a corner, went into a Sports memorabilia shop, asked for directions and go it. I came out, said crossly to my mother, "You don't have to come if you don't want to." C and I turned and began walking. She was always slower than us so we didn't notice anything at first. As always I turned around after a couple of steps so she could catch up. Know what I found? A little child called my mother walking away in the other direction.

I sighed, told C to wait there for me, and retraced my steps. I went all the way back to the SIR (Staten Island Railroad) station where I found her leaning on the railing halfway down to the platform. When I walked up to her, she turned he back to me and said, "I'm not talking to you." This was nothing new since she always throws tantrums and I have to go after her/deal with it. That line of hers has been used many, many times. I went on to my usual routine to weasel her out of it.

Then she started asking for an apology. "Say sorry." "Say sorry, mommy." This being Mother's Day, I complied. Three times. Of which she claimed she didn't hear and demanded it again. "I didn't hear you." This went on for quite some time. Of course, I didn't say it again after the third time, because she was being ridiculous and I wasn't going to waste my breath just so her ego could be happy.

Eventually, it got to this: "If you don't say it Im going to jump." She motioned at the railing and the tracks beneath. I chuckled and basically said, "Go ahead." I mean, who was dumb enough to go through with the threat?

*** Note: I'm...laughing. Ooh, I can't breathe properly. Ah. ***

Oh, wait, I know the answer to that. My mother. (Oh, god, my tummy's starting to hurt.) She starts to climb up the railing (Oh...) and (oi, geez) lifts her leg over it. I'm staring her and grinning. When she starts to straddle the railing, I lift my hand to my mouth and play tattletale.

"Hey, there's a woman trying to jump onto the tracks!" Well, something to that effect. I was a little...preoccupied at the moment. (Hah!) She immediately came down and started shaking me. Kinda like "How could you say that?!" "Shut up, shut up!" I just doubled over with laughter. I bent down and held on to the rail for dear life as I gasped.

Oh my gosh. Seriously, who the heck would do that? Besides my mother? Go jump the tracks because they 'didn't' get an apology, which may I remind you she did? Seriously, imagine if she had a boyfriend who wouldn't give her a teddybear, she'd go jump a bridge. It was hilarious. A new low for her. XD Hah!

I couldn't stop laughing and gasping as we made our way out the door. Oh, god, it was crazy. Hahahahahahaha. *shakes head*

Oh, and that wasn't the only thing. Later on, she treid to argue with me that our Metrocards wouldn't work in Staten Island? Why? Cuz it wasn't a part of New York. Uh, yeah, it is! Hah!

Oh, funny day, funny day. But by no means, a fun day. Though I did go to Karaoke dinner for Mother's Day with my dad's side of the family last night. C went in my ma's place cuz her allergies had been creeping up over the week and er eyes + nose were red by then. Well, she hadn't wanted to go in the first place. Whatever.

Heh. That's a story for the years to come. Hah!
the Dot

Plugs: LostSoul13, renaye, Nuttz, Kuri

Sorry the trip didn't go as planned.
» Southern on 2007-05-14 06:15:27

Someone made it in this art community that I'm in, Deviantart. It won a prize and I totally thought it deserved it, because it's hilarious.

Your poor mumsy.
» Zanzibar on 2007-05-14 06:27:19

Oh lordy, and I thought my mom was a lunatic. I'm very glad you're able to have a sense of humor about the whole ordeal :D
» Someones_Muse on 2007-05-14 07:47:16

Your mom is just.... so... immature? I dunno. Seems like she acted like a little kid.
» randomjunk on 2007-05-14 09:05:19

right. parents are naturally ego which i despise it very much.
» renaye on 2007-05-14 09:10:34

LOL!! I mean no disrespect but your mom's funny. I mean.. you're not a kid where threathening something like that would work. Even though things didn't go according to plan, you did have a good laugh, didn't you?
» Nuttz on 2007-05-14 10:25:37

aww; that's kinda funny, but its kinda sad at the same time
» LostSoul13 on 2007-05-15 01:32:55

Zomgash! :p

Wow... what is it with parents acting our age? Aren't WE supposed to be the ones whining and throwing tantrums?

I can't say mine has told me I'm not going to heaven, but she constantly reiterates that god hates me.
» ikimashokie on 2007-05-15 08:30:08

Wow. Your mom never ceases to amaze me with her behavior. You're a Saint. I could and would never be able to put up with that type of behavior.

Yeah you have to wear glasses all of the time for 6 months to a year for your eye sight to even out and not change, even just a little bit. I paid a small fortune for mine, but I plan on wearing them probably half of the time. I'll be blogging about my little adventure there tomorrow. XD

Oh yeah just a heads up, but you're going to be gaining a new proofing assignment since Arakure is licensed. hehehe
» Katrina on 2007-05-16 12:56:49

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