Monday, July 14, 2008

penguins in a lavender field? quoi?

do we like the new header thing? I plan to change the background picture every once in a while. If anyone has an awesome background to suggest, you have 3 options: 1. suggest it on the bloggie and I will do it later, 2. design your own bloggie background, 3. keep it as a deep dark secret.

Fermi, I read the article. It accurately describes (pretty much) the relationship/hierarchy that was/is my parents. The only difference is that my mom seems to be completely supportive of the idea that anything she has provided (raising 3 kids, cooking, cleaning up after a pack-rat, taking care of my dad's parents through years of terminal illness, etc) is less important and valid than the financial support my dad has begrudgingly provided. He even has a way of making me feel guilty for spending money that I earned at my own job. (Yes, I'm aware that no one can make you feel any way, but I still think they can a little bit, especially your family) That's not to say my mom is some kind of saint. She's controlling and manipulative in a highly disarming way. At least for me it's disarming, but that may have more to do with the fact that I was reared in the environment. Something tells me this is more of a topic for a personal blog.

I think Skuh would have a nice contribution to that article as well.

I'm beginning the month-long move in 2.5 weeks. Eek.


Fermi said...

I LOVE the new header!

Skuh said...

Lerv the header, boo.

I read the article as well and the first thing that comes to mind is a German "expletive" of sorts: Ach herje! Which, loosely translated, means something like: ooo gert or sheesh!
I see so many threads of my parents woven through that post; though, my parents offer some variation in their own special ways. It was my mother who always convinced me to hate my father. In my youth, I happily obliged, but now I sort of resent it. My father is, though, the picture of misogyny, racism, sexism and homophobia. I used to detest about but now it seems to evoke pity and sadness in me (if not a little righteous indignation). He's afraid of himself and afraid of the world and the only thing he knows to do in response is hate everything that he labels "Other".
In short, I guess you could say I know where both the author and Peacebone are coming from.
Oh no! I'm did the post-comment thing I gripe about others doing. Heh. Serves me right.