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Nov. 5th, 2005
Cats riding mopeds!
Nov. 5th, 2005 09:03 amMom sent me a "keeping baby warm" package. It contained two enormous sweaters, and a hilarious pair of bright pink flannel pajamas with blue and green cats riding mopeds printed all over them. Perversely, I like the pajamas, even though they are ridiculous, and the velvet trim (!) is sure to attract dryer lint.
As for the sweaters... they're huge! I like big sweaters, but one is a barfy zip cardigan that comes to my knees and makes my ass look like the backend of a construction vehicle, and the other is a beautiful angora sweater in am unflattering dough color whose sleeves hang past my arms. Just putting these sweaters on makes me look like I've gained twenty pounds. I was going to lie about their usefulness, but then I realized if I start lying now, I can expect more such things. Someone else will make good use of them, I'm sure.
I have this theory that there are "mom-types." My mom is a "put a sweater on" mom. Her biggest concern about the survival of her offspring is that they are warm enough. I would be an "eat something" mother, one whose largest concern about her offspring is that they have enough to eat. (I do this to my brother and friends all the time. I swear I am not Italian, though I probably have enough Jewish heritage to make up for it.) My maternal grandmother was the "are you wearing a slip?" type, which is a subset of the "Make sure you're wearing clean underpants, just in case you're in an accident," type. Her largest concern was for the hygiene of her offspring. I'm sure there are other "mom types" but those are the basic three I've been able to identify.
As for the sweaters... they're huge! I like big sweaters, but one is a barfy zip cardigan that comes to my knees and makes my ass look like the backend of a construction vehicle, and the other is a beautiful angora sweater in am unflattering dough color whose sleeves hang past my arms. Just putting these sweaters on makes me look like I've gained twenty pounds. I was going to lie about their usefulness, but then I realized if I start lying now, I can expect more such things. Someone else will make good use of them, I'm sure.
I have this theory that there are "mom-types." My mom is a "put a sweater on" mom. Her biggest concern about the survival of her offspring is that they are warm enough. I would be an "eat something" mother, one whose largest concern about her offspring is that they have enough to eat. (I do this to my brother and friends all the time. I swear I am not Italian, though I probably have enough Jewish heritage to make up for it.) My maternal grandmother was the "are you wearing a slip?" type, which is a subset of the "Make sure you're wearing clean underpants, just in case you're in an accident," type. Her largest concern was for the hygiene of her offspring. I'm sure there are other "mom types" but those are the basic three I've been able to identify.