Monday, March 19, 2007

i can-not BELIEVE they lost and they ? won.
They won???
The boy's gloating knows no bounds.

Update:
Gloating boy's jaw drops at record score of *ahem* Four Hundred And Thirteen (weep, boy, weep) by the fabulous us.

8 comments:

desi witch said...

Amen to your fathers & daughters post, ME.
Tell you what, when you find out what my other secret is - tell that to your dad and he'll be so glad that you're marrying the boy! :)

Sayre said...

413 to 5???? Oh, my.

Sayre said...

My father was very concerned when he found out I was going to marry Darling Man. Absolutely against it, but standing back and letting me make my own "mistake". He now says it was the best decision I ever made. They do come around eventually and realize that you are your own person and not an extension of themselves. But it does take a while.

Me said...

Sayre, you are such a sweetheart. you read the link. Yes 413 for 5 wickets which IS an amazing score for my fabulous Indian team, no matter what the boy says and even though it was against novices Bermuda.
And about fathers, I guess I wish it was sooner than later - the whole coming around and realising we are our own persons.
Desi Witch - all the very best with your other secret. I carried around several for many many years and it sucks!!! *HUGS* and sending tons and tons of positive vibes your way

Kochukandhari said...

Fathers are hard, but they do come around in the end.

Anonymous said...

It is really scary, isn't it, how much power our parents have over us even now? Before my mother and I worked things out (we didn't really "work" we are just both medicated now) I remember hundreds of, thousands of, countless times when I would get off the phone with her and just cry and rage to my husband, "Why do I let her get to me STILL?!?!?! After years of the same old crap, you'd think I'd be immune to it by now!" all the while hating that he had to always be the one to try to heal the parts of my heart that were so bruised by her...

You hold onto that wonderful Boy of yours. And you think of Sayre's father as often as necessary. And just love your father. He loves you. He just... he's... maybe not ready to relinquish his girl to another man? Or he's just that difficult to deal with, what do I know?!

Sorry I'm going incognito this time, but you understand... flammable material...

Attila the Mom said...

Oh Honey, I'm so sorry. And I've sooooo been there, done that.

Just for a funny. I was stupid and got married the first time at 18. I don't regret it, because it gave me my wonderful boys.

Every week for the 6 months before my wedding, my dad kept saying, "you know, it's not too late to back out." He annoyed the living crap out of me. I was sure that this was what I wanted.

The night of my wedding, as my bridesmaids were walking down the aisle, and 300 guests were waiting for me to come down and do my vows, I turned to my dad (just to mess with him to get back at all the nagging), and said, "I've changed my mind. I don't want to get married."

After doing a double take (and saying "What????"), he disregarded the expense and said "ok, I'll go and call it off."

He was my dad. He was just looking out for me. Your dad sounds a lot like him.

xoxo

Me said...

Attila - Thats sweet. Really. Sigh. I think deep down inside I recognise that he loves me but sometimes the way he does it comes out all weird. But I do do do realise he's looking out for me.
Sigh.