Anne Notations

Thursday, March 02, 2006


I seem to have turned into Boring Woman. A few times lately I've thought of things to blog, but in each case I have been unhappy with my drafts, and so they remain in the drafts folder. One of them, inspired by pissant Olympians Bode Miller, Shani Davis, and Chad Hedrick, is titled "Whiners, Wankers, and Winners." It was where I'd planned to trot out my friend Kathy's theory that men are either babies or assholes. I'm sure other opportunities will arise.

Maybe my kids have gotten to me. They tell me I'm too "weird" or "silly," as moms go. They want me to be "normal."

Why does "normal" equate, in my mind, with "bland"? Can I be "normal" and still like Star Wars? Can I sing White Stripes songs or a ballad from My Fair Lady while shopping at the mall, and still be normal?

Apparently not. At least not in the eyes of my desperately self-conscious teenagers!

Promise: This spring will bring the return of Quirky Woman. Be afraid! Heh heh.


  • Frankly, I think normality is highly overrated. I take great pride in embarrassing my son!

    By Blogger Bozoette, at Wed Mar 08, 01:03:00 PM EST  

  • I came across your blog via Susan's site which I happened across because I cross-blogged by route of a fluke, blah, blah, blah. Anyhow...I loved your blog and thought I would take the time to tell you so!

    Also, I noticed you mentioned in your profile about a panic disorder??? I can relate. I have actually wrestled mine for many years. I have been taking Paxil for about five years (a low dose) it has really seemed to help, of course it has its downside, like all mind-altering drugs do but everything in life is a trade-off.

    I loved the pictures of your newest little addition, I have a brand new grandbaby due next Tuesday and I am so excited. Although it still seems weird for me to type 'grandbaby.' Which brings me to the point about acting normal...I recently cut my hair and blogged about the experience. I cannot even describe the strangle settling it has had upon my teetering has made me want to buy (and wear!) a pair of black combat boots topped off with a tye-dyed flouncy hippie/dippie skirt! Of course I would also carry a Hello Kitty lunch box...meanwhile singing a ditty from Hair.

    Let the sunshine in....


    By Blogger SaintMartha, at Fri Mar 10, 11:51:00 AM EST  

  • I enjoyed your friend's description of men. I once asked my grown son why he always hangs around with women all the time. He replied, "well, men are basically assholes...duh!". My husband and I laughed and laughed over his statement.

    Take care,

    By Blogger Beth, at Tue Mar 21, 06:04:00 PM EST  

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