tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post7289973594668855824..comments2023-04-07T06:42:59.992-07:00Comments on These Women's Words: So Fucking TiredChrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02992006304383497430noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-27768712990638760422011-10-23T18:40:13.877-07:002011-10-23T18:40:13.877-07:00Oh Elder, it felt so good. I got it out and moved...Oh Elder, it felt so good. I got it out and moved on(this new thing I'm learning:)<br /><br />Thank you for the reminders that you like your mom. I think some people worry about telling me they have a good mother because they feel bad that I didn't. But it gives me so much hope that I don't have to end up on the bad mother side. And it reminds me that it isn't stupid to wish I had a mother that was better at, well, at mothering. And some of the women who have had good mothers are mothering me a little now. And the women who didn't have such good mothers, they remind me I'm not the only one.rubesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-893811547247164122011-10-23T18:13:15.626-07:002011-10-23T18:13:15.626-07:00Rubes--so sorry I just now saw this. My blogging a...Rubes--so sorry I just now saw this. My blogging and blog reading has been sorely lacking lately. That said, I hope this made you feel better. I know that it makes me thankful for my mother who is treasured not only by me, but by an entire town.elder317@gmail.comhttp://thesewomenswords.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-36228533127074207892011-09-14T10:09:07.098-07:002011-09-14T10:09:07.098-07:00I love it when you write posts because you crank m...I love it when you write posts because you crank my thoughts into action and reaction, but then instead of comments I just write posts. You are wonderful for being so inspiring.Rassleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12370070146085209687noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-17126097313058147902011-09-13T17:29:45.506-07:002011-09-13T17:29:45.506-07:00I think it's a she s ,,,y (that was her walkin...I think it's a she s ,,,y (that was her walking across the keyboard), and she's called "motas" (splotches) because that's what she's got on her tummy. This week she started purring for the first time, eating solids for the first time, using the litter tray ditto and pulling keys off my keyboard (just had to replace the "H")...Pueblo girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904318623281033442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-41150575039306526032011-09-13T12:46:28.599-07:002011-09-13T12:46:28.599-07:00Pueblo, I saw the pics of your kitty(you softy:), ...Pueblo, I saw the pics of your kitty(you softy:), looks like our grey tabby Lou who is actually the sweetest cat I've ever had. What did you name your stray?<br /><br />Ellie, it's all relative, everyone needs a pout now and then. But it in always nice to put your own problems in some kind of context.rubynoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-23647243177555406052011-09-13T11:15:25.858-07:002011-09-13T11:15:25.858-07:00I have had a bad day today. Then reading your pos...I have had a bad day today. Then reading your post I feel like a spoilt little girl because I have so few real grown up responsibilities to be tired of. Your post made me feel better, as did the comment thread. xxooElliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09130776138284979286noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-64999685416957214092011-09-13T10:19:38.857-07:002011-09-13T10:19:38.857-07:00Yes, yes, yes! Siamese is good! I would love to ...Yes, yes, yes! Siamese is good! I would love to have one, but a tiny (one week old) little tabby stray came my way instead. I had a Siamese once. They are the best.Pueblo girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904318623281033442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-51095169371077394612011-09-13T09:35:09.968-07:002011-09-13T09:35:09.968-07:00I like all of them PG, especially hiking with MG. ...I like all of them PG, especially hiking with MG. The fantasy answer for the cat is...<br /><br />a few yrs ago when my grandpa was dying I had had a upsetting call with my mom and went out to get some air(wanted a ciggie but had long before quit)it was late evening and as I stood on my front porch trying to shake it off, a fat, smoky, heart-shaped face Siamese came out of nowhere and swirled my legs, meowed and even let me pick him up. He smelled good, like woodsmoke and night air. I pet him for a few minutes and then let him go to wander back from wherever he'd come. It made my night and instantly changed my mood. Although my sweet cat is gone, I think about the Siamese I now have space for in our crazy little house. I'll wait until I'm ready and find the right rescue but knowing we will start the whole cycle over again is comforting.rubesnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-83607000164150986642011-09-13T09:27:21.872-07:002011-09-13T09:27:21.872-07:00Fantasy answer I: " You know Mom, you're ...Fantasy answer I: " You know Mom, you're right. I should leave the past behind for once and for all". Click, as you hang up for a long time/good.<br /><br />Fantasy answer II: "Because I say so".<br /><br />Fantasy answer III: "You want to see my kids at your house without us? Fine. Babysit them while we drive your brother to Gamblers Anonymous".<br /><br />Fantasy response I: "I'm off hiking for a week with MG. You all be good now".<br /><br />Sorry about your cat, I don't have any fantasy to suggest for that.Pueblo girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04904318623281033442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-50271423044770014972011-09-13T08:56:48.035-07:002011-09-13T08:56:48.035-07:00Thanks for the comment Zen(got it in my inbox). I...Thanks for the comment Zen(got it in my inbox). I'm good. I needed a good old fashioned tantrum, adult style where I write it out instead of stomp my feet. I really felt better afterward, it had been building and I got it out, dusted myself off and moved on. Cried about the cat a little, just wistful, had an awesome night with the 11 year old and his buddy helping them with homework after school... The mom stuff is getting much better, I don't feel like I am walking around with my skin off anymore and working past the anger and feelings of being victimized. Setting boundaries with her and not allowing her to continue to affect me goes a long way there. <br /><br />I worried when I wrote that people would judge me for it, but that is the way I saw this space as a say what you couldnt say somewhere else kind of place. Anyhow, ahhhhh, back to being a grownup with it's good stuff and hard stuff.rubenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-23038947991340730062011-09-12T23:37:56.308-07:002011-09-12T23:37:56.308-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Zen Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02150722039049104796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063279524477351975.post-44988382180787799122011-09-12T13:56:20.423-07:002011-09-12T13:56:20.423-07:00Ok, I actually feel much better now:)Ok, I actually feel much better now:)Ruby Tuesday Sometimes Wednesdayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12379398186535728671noreply@blogger.com