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Monday, February 23, 2009

How far back did I lose you?

Isn't it weird when someone who you would expect to know you quite well does something stupid and mundane that proves they really have no idea?

My mom came home with a painting for me. The woman who waxes my eyebrows did it...she's on some Zen trip, and painting is her way to make others happy, which is supposed to make her happy. I don't know, but whatever floats her boat, right? She asked my mom which I would like: yellow or blue. My mom picked yellow.

My favourite colour is blue.

My favourite colour has been blue since I was in elementary school. I wear blue, I decorate with blue, I like blue. Do I really need to say more on how out of touch with who I am my mother has suddenly become? It freaks me out, possibly more than it should, that she couldn't pick something I'd pick in colours. Not taste, clothes, style, anything else. Just a colour. Am I freaking out too much over something stupid?

(Disclaimer: I'm an equally opportunity colour person. I don't hate yellow, although sometimes its a little too in your face happy. But anyone who knows me knows that, if given a choice between blue and green, its blue every time)

4 comments:

bethany actually said...

Maybe your mom thought the yellow would complement all the blue in your life? My mom's favorite color is blue too, and it's everywhere: her carpet, her furniture, her walls, her clothes, etc. I'm constantly trying to get her to break up the blue with other colors. Nothing wrong with a LOT of blue, but ALL blue? That is just too much of one color.

p.s. Yellow is my favorite color. Make of that what you will.

The Grown Up Teenager said...

I can see where you're coming from, Bethany. I was probably freaking out more than really necessary at the time I was writing. One of those days where something little pushes you over the edge.

But thanks for the comment. :)

Lost In Splendor said...

Oh how I feel you. Sometimes I don't think my mother knows me AT ALL. I mean, I love color. I live for color. I also own about 3 black purses and I wear black tights every single day. So for Christmas she bought me shoes I have been wanting forever....in brown. No, I haven't been able to wear them yet since I would have to completely plan an outfit around them. It's those little things that really make you wonder.

The Grown Up Teenager said...

Agreed! I always wonder if its that they're completely out of touch with what I like and want, or if they're trying to change me.

I'm not sure I'm keen on either option...