If you want a girl to be your mother / go find another, go find another one
So sang the band Elizabeth and the Catapult. Truer words were never spoken. Alas, mama’s boys don’t exactly ring your doorbell and announce themselves. They get you hook, line and sinker with their great relationship with their mom. Then you see he’s fielding phone calls from Mom at all hours of the days or night. Then you realize he can’t make decisions about real-life stuff because he’s so used to her making all those decisions for him. When he keeps his mouth shut while she criticizing you for your arrabiata recipe/housecleaning/haircut, you realize you’re screwed. So. Screwed.
This Mother’s Day, be good to your mama, but stay away those mama’s boys. After the jump, nine reasons to steer clear! Keep reading »
Mother’s Day is one of the biggest gift-giving days of the year — and definitely the least imaginative.
Moms, more than anyone, help us define our identity and uniqueness, but when it’s time to honor her, most people stick to boring meals at a safe chain restaurant, flowers or even housecleaning, instead of looking for gifts that express the one-of-a-kind personality of the woman who gave them life. Read more …
Show me a woman who doesn’t love a spa day and I’ll show you a woman who is lying (or a robot, it has to be one or the other). In fact, I’ll bet every man would love a good spa day, too, if they’d just quit it with the preconceived gender notions. Whatever, man! You need a pedicure! Anyway, this Sunday is all about our moms, so there’s no better occasion for giving her a reason to pamper herself, if only for a day. Moms are notoriously high-strung and nerve-wracked (uh, maybe just mine? Anyone?), so these gifts will give her a damn good reason to relax and float downstream.
We haven’t always gotten along. There have been some wicked fights over the years, starting in the sixth grade when I didn’t want to wear my ripe-for-teasing plaid shorts to school, or in ninth grade when you insisted a C minus in trig warranted summer school (it didn’t), or that visit during college when I threatened to leave and never come home again (though I don’t even remember what we were fighting about).
But this Mother’s Day, I wanted to tell you those three little words moms everywhere love to hear.
You were right. Keep reading »
Are you ready for Mother’s Day? No? Here are a few gift ideas if you need some last-minute help! Thank you for tweeting and emailing us the lessons your mother taught you — but don’t forget to tell her this Sunday!
As far as mothers go, Gillian Darmody isn’t the best, but she’s certainly the most manipulative. This gangster moll was just a teenager when she was impregnated by the biggest political boss in the sordid snow-globe world of Prohibition-era Atlantic City. Fast forward twenty-five years and she’s the matriarch responsible for Jimmy Darmody, who is following in his illegitimate father’s footsteps as a hard and fast crook while his young mother continues her career as a showgirl and occasional mistress. What follows is a twisted web of scandal, sex, slaughter, and deceit, complete with an Oedipal love triangle and beyond. Gillian Darmody is one shady lady, but she has the kind of wardrobe that would drive any self-respecting flapper-lovin’ woman wild. After the jump, a few pieces to get you into the dancing mood, alcohol restriction and incest notwithstanding. Wear these individually to avoid the dreaded “Halloween costume” effect. Keep reading »
Once upon a time, there was a Texas girl who loved and adored her mother, but also respected and feared her. The Texan girl didn’t always see eye-to-eye with her mother, but even in the worst of times, her mother had always been there with the love and support she needed. The Texan girl always wanted to make her mother happy.
So the Texan girl didn’t know what she would do when the Texan girl got engaged and didn’t plan to have the church-sanctioned, decorous affair she expected her mother would want for her.
And then the Texan girl got tired of talking about herself in the third person.
My mom is a brilliant and intimidating person, and she’s also very shy. She’s great at math and was a star athlete in her day. I’m a people-pleaser and an unrepentant extrovert, have made my living as a writer and do well to play right field in co-ed softball. Which means that once we stopped sharing bodily fluids roundabouts November 9, 1983, we’ve been about as different as two people can be. Keep reading »
Congratulations! You have taken the first step toward choosing to have an entirely different relationship with your mother. That’s very exciting — and admirable … especially after all these years of feeling that you were powerless to change your feelings, and that she may have been the one at fault. Now let’s take the next step so that this Mother’s Day is different — and you are left feeling satisfied at having achieved your own freedom from your reactions. That would be a remarkable achievement indeed!
Mother’s Day, like Christmas and other family times together, can be a period of enormous stress and apprehension before, during and after the event. I suggest that you make the choice based on a powerful new perspective, which will give you a profound sense of peace, ease, and even love. How good would that be? How freeing would that be for you? Would there be anything to lose? Read more …