I haven't really been posting a lot here, have you noticed? My blog posts used to be the foundation of everything I made and said. But now, between FB, Pinterest, Instagram, YouTube and Twitter, I feel like I'm spreading the love all over the place in small and steady doses.
I miss blogging though. I miss sharing all the kooky stories of what goes on behind the scenes. Not just crafty stuff, but parenting and wifey stuff.
Ready for something juicy? Read on...
Here is an incident of when I accidentally (that word comes up a lot) humiliated Maya her junior year in high school. I think I shared here way back then, but poor Maya still remembers, I know because she recently made a video about the incident.
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I'm still going at it - embarrassing my kiddos. Even at 21 and 19, they can't escape my unintentional mayhem.OMG, guess what I accidentally did today?
I was stuck in the car for about an hour (don't ask) and when my audiobook didn't load on my iPhone, I decided to use the time to add new friends on Facebook. You know, like people I've met recently and said I'd add them? I didn't have my reading glasses, but I could still pretty much make out the screen just fine, I'm not that blind! Or so I thought...
My chubby fingers were tapping along the tiny spaces on the touchscreen, going just fine. I typed in the first name of a girl I wanted to add, I see her name pop up and I click the ADD button. But I got this icky feeling in my gut. "No way." I thought. "That was NOT who I thought it was...what are the odds she would have the SAME name...no way."
I took a deep breath, said a quick prayer, took a closer look and realized the person I just sent a friend request to was...
MY DAUGHTER'S EX-BOYFRIEND'S NEW GIRLFRIEND!!!
Oh lord, I am cringing right now as I type this.
Mind you, I had no idea how she ended up on my FB list, I didn't want to know. I only only vaguely recalled her name because Maya had mentioned her a few months back and I remembered thinking "that's a hecka lotta syllables." Anyway, perhaps I was just being paranoid. I tend to do that. Could I have really had done something so stupid?
HOWEVER - there I was sitting in the car holding a humungous bowl of awkwardmole. I nervously fumbled with my phone - not trusting my own fingers to verify, much less rectify, the problem. I called home for DeAngelo to double check on the desktop computer. He confirmed my worst fear - that I did, indeed, send a friend request to this girl. I cussed a few times and ordered him to please swiftly cancel the request. He did, laughed "Only you, Mom, only you!"
Next dilemma? Should I tell Maya? She would just D.I.E., right? I called my friend Lizzy for advice. I was practically hyperventilating.
Her response?
"DENY AND IGNORE!"
"But..." I pleaded, "It was an innocent mistake, I'm blind... and have fat fingers, how was I to know..."
"DENY and IGNORE, I tell you!" she repeated.
I did end up telling Maya, I can't deny or ignore anything with my kids. We're tight. I had to fess up and take my blows. Honestly, I didn't care if I looked cray cray bananas to her ex, been there, done that - but I didn't want Maya to take the rap. She's cool, not loca like her mama.
"Give me your phone," Maya sighed upon hearing my confession.
I sheepishly handed it over. She made a few quick taps and handed it back. "There. I blocked her from your account so it will never happen again."
"Are you pissed at me, I'm so sorry, it was a freak accident!"
"No, not at all, it's actually pretty funny," she said.
"But what if he writes you an angry letter asking Why is your weirdo mother trying to add my girlfriend?"
Maya laughed and waved her hand to dismiss the thought. "It's no biggie. I could care less what he thinks."
Dang. Isn't she awesome? (I think it also helps that she met someone new...)
Later in the day, I saw DeAngelo reading a text on his phone and chuckling. A flirty kind of chuckle. My heart raced for him.
"Oooh, who's that? A girl? What's her name?" I cooed.
He quickly slipped his phone in his pocket. Far, far, far out of my sight.
"No one! Absolutely nothing for you to be concerned with!" he said with a smile.
Guess he knows better!
Felicidades,
Kathy :-)
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When I was a freshmen in high school, I had a BIG crush on this guy Jeff. Our older sister's were, and still are, close friends. Jeff was a senior. He was a TA in my science class. Which meant this happy freshman got to see him practically every day. I confessed my crush to my mom and my sister. They kept my secret ... Until one day...
ReplyDeleteJeff came out of the closet towards the end of the school year. Not long after that my mom and I were grabbing a bite to eat at the restaurant
(comment continued) where he worked. If I recall correctly, our sisters were there too. So we all knew about Jeff's relationship preferences and he was cleaning up around our table. We were all happily chatting when my mom decides to blurt out, "You know, Lorrain's always had a crush on you!". I wanted to DIE! If I could have successfully slid under the table to hide for the rest of my life I would have!
ReplyDeleteJeff and I both turned brighter shades of red. I wondered, did my mom think that this magical confession would change his preferences?
Anyway, many years have passed since that day. My mom has found new ways to embarrass me with guys. I know she doesn't mean to do it. It just happens!
Yes, Kathy, I have missed your posts. I read you in the "Blogger Reader" and it was always the first thing I read. Now there is nothing...
ReplyDeleteI laughed my head off about your "minor" faux pas,adding friends to your facebook's list. Good thing your kids have a sense of humour.
Have you ever written a weird message, pouring your heart out, just for yourself, that, you didn't intend to send in the first place, and then, you hit "delete'... but to your horror, you realise, that, you sent the e-mail to all your contacts?
Well, I had.
All the best
Meximissus
Alberta, Canada.
Hilarious!!! Glad to see the chica stories return, love them! This was a good one. "deny and ignore" is going to be my new mantra!
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