Sunday, May 03, 2009
Boom, Boom, Ain't It Great To Be....
Every once in a while, the topic of Mom (that would be me) and her future vis-à-vis men comes up in this household. I know my boys would like to think of me in a wonderful relationship someday – that whole being loved and taken care of thing. I’m somewhat ambivalent about it. In fact, I don’t see it happening – particularly the taken care of part. I’m doing very well on my own, thank you very much - happy to be here.
Anyway, the topic came up again the other day while I was talking with son #2. I was pointing out one of the (many) obstacles to my finding a suitable suitor.
(Oh! I like that last bit… the alliteration…the “suit” suit” thing…)
Back to my story.
Me: “Whoever I might meet (emphasis on the word might) would have to accept you boys – the fact that you can all be crazy, irreverent, silly and rude.”
Son #2: (His expression a mixture of bemusement, incredibility and a touch of dead serious.) “Uh, Mom? That would be you.”
Light bulb goes off.
Me: “You’re right.”
We both grin.
Son #2: “How do you think we got this way?”
And then we laugh - because yes, we are both crazy and we find this exchange to be damned funny.
With this newsflash from my son, I realize my so-called chances or opportunities just decreased tenfold. Don’t really care. I like me just the way I am. And if I’m responsible for having created three more just like me? Oh, you lucky, lucky world!