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10 January 2015 @ 01:23 am
Another Busy Week...  
It seems like it was just vacation time, and then the stress and long hours of the past week wiped it all out. :(

I spent last weekend working on my two Idol entries—one fiction and one non-fiction—and that was after deciding to scrap the first try altogether. It was the end of my two-week vacation, and I thought I'd get more done while I was off, but it's pretty telling that I biked outdoors only on the Sunday before Xmas and the Sunday after New Years, because it was chilly and awful (or rainy) the rest of the time. That's pretty much what happened to my yardwork plans, too.

Speaking of things that are "telling," for Christmas, I got something from my mother that is our relationship in a nutshell. She decided to get L.L. Bean fleece pullovers/coverups/vests for all the kids (no idea why), and mine had to be sent to our house due to a stocking delay—because she "particularly wanted" me to have purple. Missing in this equation are some important questions:
Does Karen wear vests? No.
Does Karen like purple? Not really.
Does Karen wear purple? No.

Who likes and wears purple is my younger sister, who is much more like my mother in all respects. The other issue there is my mother's gift-giving style, which I've worked hard to eradicate in myself: giving people what you think they should want (because you like it, or it's the "right" thing for a person to want) instead of what you think they actually WILL want. Can you tell where the "J" in my INTJ personality comes from? *eyeroll*

I suspect I'm just going to have to return the thing (never easy, with L.L. Bean), and have them refund her money. I would never wear it. I already have a black fleece hand-me-down vest I never wear. No capes vests!

In happier news, one of the fun aspects of my time off was watching my son play Goat Simulator on his phone. It is deeply weird, which of course is right up my alley. You wander around inside the video game as an indestructible goat, exploring, collecting trophies, and wreaking havoc (because after all... goat). There are alternate forms of the goat: an ostrich (which can fly, awkwardly), a penguin (which moves faster than the goat), and a giraffe (I think mainly for laughs, as the rubbery flailing limbs whenever it gets hit by a car or truck are hilarious). Any time the goat head-butts a car, it will explode. There are various people around, often dancing, and sometimes in groups. When they're in groups they usually have a sign, so I can't figure out whether the gatherings are protests or simply a warning to the goat. The signs say, "No pointy food." ?!?

I may have to borrow his phone and play that game myself. That would be in between packing up the Xmas stuff, reading Idol entries, and (let's mark the guilt down on the todo list now) pruning things in the yard. Maybe.

And for now... I'm late to bed again. Not much sleep this week. I can't wait for this big work project to be over. :(

 
 
 
uranium-235: Mr. Sparklefidgety on January 10th, 2015 01:31 pm (UTC)


Hey! I found your new theme song!
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 11th, 2015 08:29 am (UTC)
Hahaha! I'm just not a purple kind of person. I don't mind it on other people, but if I'm wearing it, it seems "loud." :D
swirlsofblueswirlsofblue on January 10th, 2015 01:37 pm (UTC)
*Hugs* Those kinds of gift-givers are annoying. It's ridiculous. And it feels like being judged.Having said that my inner feminist rails slightly while I buy my cousin's little girl pink sparkly fairy things and the little boy big monster toy car things and I always end up buying them each two presents, so I can buy each of them a less stereotypical gift as well.

Goat simulator sounds fun, lol giraffes.

Good luck with your big project.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 11th, 2015 08:33 am (UTC)
And it feels like being judged.
I think it is, too. When your mother gives you CDs of Beverly Sills (her favorite soprano) singing opera classics (her favorite genre), and you don't like opera much, that is a gift with a message rather than one that's intended to please. :(

I wish kids' toys weren't so gender stereotyped-- right down to the colors, too! But I will tend to get the toys I think the kids want, which was a bonus when both my 8-year-old daughter and I were stopped in front of the Creepy Crawler Oven and thinking that the little girl we were shopping for would really like that. And did she ever!

I haven't figured out if the giraffes have a use other than humor. My son tried to make one climb up a crane structure, and it immediately put its head through the bars and got stuck. The whole idea behind that game is a riot. :D
Kizzyxo_kizzy_xo on January 10th, 2015 01:46 pm (UTC)
Why do I get the feeling that your mother and my MIL are cut from the same cloth? She gives SO stuff he NEVER EVER wears like sweaters or sweater vests. I end up putting them with all my donation stuff because all they'll do is collect dog hair :shakes head: The sad thing is, you can't tell her what you like and/or your style because she believes that everyone should be a New England preppie like her.

OTOH she sometimes hits it with my presents. She knows I like fleecy PJ pants, so I always get a pair either for my birthday or Christmas. However I really don't need another set of monogrammed hand towels...

The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 11th, 2015 08:35 am (UTC)
My mother doesn't usually go in for preppy things (I have no idea what got into her this year), but in general, she is oblivious to my personal sense of taste because it's like the things I'm saying don't compute:

"That has too many colors." "But they all go together." "There are still too many of them!"
Or, "Green looks so nice on you." "Yes, but I don't like it." "But it looks so nice on you!"

Gah!

OTOH, I'm pleased to see this is a more common problem than I thought. :D
Kellykajel on January 10th, 2015 01:55 pm (UTC)
Getting back to the grind after vacation hasn't been any fun. ;) My Mom always buys me clothes. Half of what I got was fabulous and the other half needs donated to my Grandmother. lol
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 11th, 2015 08:38 am (UTC)
Did the other half suit your grandmother? It's nice that someone close at hand can get use out of them.

I think buying clothes (or home decor) for other people is risky business, because you may not share the same tastes. My mother once bought me a multicolored shirt with sequins (holy shit) for Christmas. I finally decided I could wear it after painstakingly removing all the sequins, because what on earth! And one of my sisters-in-law is very into 'earth-toned' (brown) pottery and rustic stuff, which neither my husband or I like. :O
cindy: what were you THINKING? (by rjcardinal)tsuki_no_bara on January 10th, 2015 06:48 pm (UTC)
my mom tends to give presents like your mom - not what you want or need or will actually use, but what she thinks you should want or need or use. at least she listens when i tell her "don't buy that for me, i won't use it", altho sometimes i have to say it more than once. i thought it was easy to return stuff to ll bean, tho.

on the plus side, goat simulator sounds completely bizarre but really fun.
The Coalition For Disturbing Metaphorshalfshellvenus on January 11th, 2015 08:42 am (UTC)
I'm glad this isn't just me! That's kind of a relief.

My mother does NOT listen if you tell her you won't wear something-- because you SHOULD like it or wear it. A conversation like,

"I don't really wear purple." "But it would looks so good on you." "I don't really like it." "But it's so pretty." "It's LOUD."

is like I'm not even talking. And when I feel like I've crossed the line into rudeness by saying it's loud (meaning, I find it a little vulgar even though you love it), it'll just bounce right off of her. Because that is not how she feels about purple, so obviously other opinions are not actually real. o_O

For Lands End, you can return through Sears. For L.L. Bean, you have to mail it back via specific instructions, and they'll try to knock $6.50 off for the return shipping (way more than it actually costs). That kind of bugs me a little.

Goat Simulator! You know you want to try it! Two words: "Gather sacrifices." :D