just dance.
back at school, after what seems to have been the longest weekend of my life.
my two younger sisters take dance and their recital was yesterday so the entire weekend was dedicated to them.
i dealt with it because they were there for me during 5 years of cheerleading. dancing is completely different however.
for the last 9 months they have taken lessons and only for one recital yesterday.
i sat at the convention center for 13 hours. surrounded by small children in costume with lots of make up and very frustrated stage mothers. it was very different seeing as how even though i live in a house of women/girls none of us are too "girly".
it was starting to make me realize lots of things about parents.
first of all, they're crazy. and i'm sure that having children doesn't help.
second, they're so into putting off that perfect image. like they are the perfect wife/mother, the kids are perfect, the husband is perfect, and their life is just one painted picture. the funny thing is that they are doing this while their kid is running around screaming half naked waiting for the next costume change. husband is dozing on the couch and mom is screaming. picture perfect, right? [well for normal people, yea]
i don't understand why people just can't be real. my sisters dressed themselves, did their hair, and only needed a little help with make up. the other kids are screaming mommy because they can't do anything alone. it was just kind of a hilarious day.
next on the list, if you're over 50, you probably shouldn't wear a skimpy dress and take dance lessons. it's a little disturbing for people who don't want to see "all that".
the 2 year olds were cute however because they had no idea what they were doing on stage. they just had fun. which is something i admire. youngens just don't have a care in the world besides food and new toys.
the people there weren't the only ones getting on my nerves though.
my grandmother came and to tell you the truth i can't stand her.
it sounds bad right because she's my grandma and shit. well she's not any regular grandma that thinks your still such a good kid and so pure and makes you mashpotatoes everytime you come over and still asks you if you need her in the middle of the night even when you're asleep. no.
she is the grandma who wasnt around the first 15 years of my life because traveling and gambling were more important. she's the kind of grandma who didn't take care of my mom or her sons back in the day. she's the selfish woman that is alone now and needs to act like she's someone. well she's not perfect grandma so she should let go of that dream right?
the thing that pissed me off most about her is the fact that she tried to talk me out of getting married next year. she can't tell me what to do with my life because she isn't apart of it. she is seriously the only one who has told me that it's not a good idea and her opinion isn't even valued by me. i guess she just doesn't understand what the military life is like and how this is actually going to be beneficial to me and luke. whatever i don't care what she has to say. it would just be nice if i didn't have to hear her mouth.
woah well this is pretty long and it's all a nice rant so i feel decently accomplished for now (:
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