Well, then I hope that nothing else gets piled on your plate so I have to drive out with Gorilla glue! I happen to think you've got a secret stash of kryptonite, so will it to come forth!
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Both boys in 6 months, moving out, makes for one sad Mom. We have been this tight little team and now, it seems to be drifting apart.
Awwww. Well, let me hand you a different set of glasses, my dear. The one I know you can see differently when you adjust. This is what you raised your boys to do - to grow up, be responsible, to be self sufficient, to be able to make decisions for themselves, and yes, to love their mom because she gave them the tools to spread their wings and fly.
I happen to think that you would absolutely despise sitting in a room where you could overhear Aunt Sally saying, "You know, she never did force those boys to do anything for themselves and now look at her. She's got 2 momma's boys who can't keep a job or have relationships like we did back in our day. I'd have taken a switch to her if I had known."
I need to make you smile, so I'll tell you a true story of the.2ndworst.blind.date.of.my.life. (Worst is saved for another day.) I was a temp for IBM my last 2 years in college and worked for them the summer after I graduated. By then, I had made some good friends, one of which was a married engineer who became kind of a mentor to me. He was a project lead, and had some engineers under him for reporting purposes. One of them was an idiot named Vince who had a massive crush on me. He was smart, and on paper bright, accomplished with a great future. My mentor told me about the crush and suggested I give him a chance. Sigh.
I won't tell you about all the wonderful details about my date with this a*hole. But it ended with us in a restaurant in Old Town Alexandria. He told me that we would go to Hawaii on our honeymoon. I won't even go into how awesome we communicated. But he ended it with telling me, "I can't see you this weekend because it's my weekend to bring my laundry home to mom in Baltimore. She's jealous of the girls I go out with, so we'll have to have a relationship during the week." That's when I said, "You know what, Vince? You can take me home right.now. Because I don't date momma's boys. I don't date people who don't allow me to have a voice."
I *will* tell you how the story ended. On Monday, I got to work and before our staff meeting, my mentor pulled me aside. He suggested I lie low for the day so he could do some employee managing as well as some damage/gossip control. Much to my horror, Vince got to work early and told people that I slept with him on our first date, and that he couldn't see dating me because I was a little too slutty for him. My mentor sure as heck knew better. He didn't believe a word he said and although I left at the end of the summer, the folks that liked me there decided they didn't like having him part of their team. So my mentor got him transferred to another office.
So when I think of momma's boys, it's Vince's picture that I see. I'm THRILLED your sons grew up to be everything you wanted for them. They're good men because of you.
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
But he ended it with telling me, "I can't see you this weekend because it's my weekend to bring my laundry home to mom in Baltimore. She's jealous of the girls I go out with, so we'll have to have a relationship during the week." That's when I said, "You know what, Vince? You can take me home right.now. Because I don't date momma's boys. I don't date people who don't allow me to have a voice."
