The pain in a mother's voice when she first must deny her own son. When a parent must say to the child "enough is enough, no more. I've done too much for you. This, you must do on your own" Tough love is just always so God-damn tough. You can nearly hear the tears fall from the mother's eyes when she must say to her only begotten boy "No, son, I can no longer help you search for this blouse"
A mothers love cuts the deepest.
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So what did you do today Carolyn?Well let me tell you. I spent my day looking for a blouse for my son. Yes I did say for my son. Saw lots & lots of ugly blouses today but not the right one. I want you to know I will be off work on Tue so I can go look some more. For just the right blouse. This has taken one it's own life. and it has given me life out of the house. And more shopping time. I love shopping.So see Steve those tears you heard was because I didnot really want to give up for you. So you ask what did you do tonight Carolyn Well let me tell you. I watched the NasCar race with my daughter.Ihave been thinking maybe there is something not right about this little familyI got my self here.
Monday morning in target pharmacy.
Other target employees: "Hey Carolyn how was your weekend?
Carolyn: Not bad.
OTE's: Did you do anything fun?
Carolyn: Yeah, went to the Florida/ Georgia border shopping for a blouse.For my son.
OTE's: In your vibe? Must have been a long ass trip?
Carolyn: Well actually it was a four wheel drive, swamp buggy looking truck with McCain/Palin bumper stickered up, rebel flag flying, 3 miles to a gallon, big rig. In and out of that tall son-of-a-bitch for fucking hours on end. All four of us (Yes, there were others on this mission), looking for this ugly ass blouse for my son! We'd fan out with pictures in hand, of said blouse. Like looking for a missing person. Other than that not much new in my life guys. How was ya'll weekend?
OTE's: Wait back up one. Who was this blouse for?
I can't wait 'til we all get together and make a papier-mache "weeble".
We may need to re-think this whole thing. I'm seeing THE MOM as Monique for Fantasy Fest. 'Course, we'll need to put her in one of those "Pope-Mobiles" for security.
So Steve you make fun of the big ass 4 wheel drive truck.You do not know how many times we got in and out of that 7ft tall truck. Just for you. and the blouse. But it was fun and we had a purpose. TO MAKE MY SON HAPPY Sorry it was to no avail
I would have had a blast physically pawing through racks of ugly blouses on my two days off. Instead I have a huge callous on my index finger scrolling myself blind. Needless to say I did not find the ugliest blouse on earth and am not ready to give up just yet. And you all shouldn't either. Steve deserves our best effort. Just think, you could star in the FF version of I Screwed the School Board and the Kids too. Plus, the most fun I've had tonight is laughing at your blog comments.
Steve I think it is my dutie To imform you to go to plan B.PlanA just is not working out to well I have personally Look at a milliom Blouse today. I have pray to GOD so much today He realy know who I am now I think you can call this lady and have a nice converstion And tell her just what it is you want the blouse for.I am sure she will never be seen in it again. It just might be at the Goodwill store by now. Our KMart did have some blouses that had probably Trust me there is a lot of blouses out there. I do not know why one stoe has to have over a thousand in one place. And them go across the big road to their other store and whwla there is another 2thousand in there. BUT NO HERS. So i think you or one of your friends can go give her a social call. Just say please and thank you.It might help her image A bit HEHE I just want you to know I did really try I have not given up just yet. But I am just telling you It aint looking to good for you. Just keep in mine BODY PAINT
The ups and downs...
...of blouse hunting.
Stopped at Ross for a quick look. I've seen ugly stuff there before, and thought why not.
I'll tell you why not. I'm not too sure I could handle the rollercoaster blouse-hunt. I may poke my eyes out before October. Every fifth blouse made my heart skip a beat, then the sadness of the grim letdown. This went on rack after rack. You'd think it wouldn't be such an adrenaline rush after 5 or 6 isles of these poly/cotton, loud ass print, stylish, blousoon like, germ laden, 2X, with 3/4 fuckin sleeve womens TOPS. Nope, every couple of feet of crammed together, irrigular, mislabled seconds still held the hope of finding the one coveted blouse. I felt like Charlie looking for the golden ticket. Chocolate for life from then on for me. Whoo-Hoo! Well the outcome, as you probably guessed, was no golden ticket. The only satisfaction I got was knowing I had my hand sanitizer in my vehicle. Felt kinda icky after my first retail store hunt. I may have to stick to the internets hunting, less germs. The only other place I might look would be Sally Ann, definitly more germs there though. I'll keep trying, cause that's the kind of friend I am. I should check EBAY, I heard said blouse owner is hurtin for $$.
I'm just sure, God hasn't heard this many prayers on the same subject since the night George Bailey was suicidal.
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