a family visit
Apr. 14th, 2012 10:48 pmApparently I came out to my mom today?
This was something of a nonevent but obviously not as much of one as I had thought! Evidently having had girlfriends whom she has heard of and met does not suffice.
Me: "... And I run Rainbowgrads at the UW?"
Mom: "I know that, I just thought that was emotional attachment."
[Like, I love the gays and want them all to be happy, in a totally selfless fashion, I guess. NO MOM I KIND OF WANTED TO MEET GIRLS ACTUALLY.]
So that was weird. But we had a really good conversation about mastectomies and why a person would go topless at the Dyke March.
Mom doesn't like how kids can see people dressed/undressed all sexy like in the Pride parade.
Mom: "Maybe I'm a prude, I don't think I am, but maybe I'm a prude."
Me: "I don't think the word prude is useful any more than the word slut is useful." Everybody has different boundaries, and you get to have an opinion.
Mom appears to be thinking that "slut" is a PERFECTLY FINE WORD, but lets it go.
I think I did convince her that the Dyke March disrobing at least was about equality and body positivity, and that those were good things.
Me: "I don't know if I would take my bra off, but walking around in my bra, whatever." [I mean, sunblock would be very important here. And honestly my breasts are way more comfy in a bra, especially if it's hot out. Plus I am 35, god, I didn't realize it seriously made this much difference.]
Mom: I know, you've always been like that. Remember when you did it at the cabin?
Me: I am sure I have taken off my shirt at the cabin multiple times, so no? I guess that proves your point.
Anyway! Dad is in a ton of pain (despite 2 oxycodone every 4 hours) and we don't know yet how much the surgery will help, so that was hard to see. It was nice to be with him anyway. I read him an article he wanted out of his IBEW newsletter and kind of hung out with my arm around him for a bit. Might see him again later this week, since Mom needs to work for the most part and I am partly waiting for seedlings to grow.
This was something of a nonevent but obviously not as much of one as I had thought! Evidently having had girlfriends whom she has heard of and met does not suffice.
Me: "... And I run Rainbowgrads at the UW?"
Mom: "I know that, I just thought that was emotional attachment."
[Like, I love the gays and want them all to be happy, in a totally selfless fashion, I guess. NO MOM I KIND OF WANTED TO MEET GIRLS ACTUALLY.]
So that was weird. But we had a really good conversation about mastectomies and why a person would go topless at the Dyke March.
Mom doesn't like how kids can see people dressed/undressed all sexy like in the Pride parade.
Mom: "Maybe I'm a prude, I don't think I am, but maybe I'm a prude."
Me: "I don't think the word prude is useful any more than the word slut is useful." Everybody has different boundaries, and you get to have an opinion.
Mom appears to be thinking that "slut" is a PERFECTLY FINE WORD, but lets it go.
I think I did convince her that the Dyke March disrobing at least was about equality and body positivity, and that those were good things.
Me: "I don't know if I would take my bra off, but walking around in my bra, whatever." [I mean, sunblock would be very important here. And honestly my breasts are way more comfy in a bra, especially if it's hot out. Plus I am 35, god, I didn't realize it seriously made this much difference.]
Mom: I know, you've always been like that. Remember when you did it at the cabin?
Me: I am sure I have taken off my shirt at the cabin multiple times, so no? I guess that proves your point.
Anyway! Dad is in a ton of pain (despite 2 oxycodone every 4 hours) and we don't know yet how much the surgery will help, so that was hard to see. It was nice to be with him anyway. I read him an article he wanted out of his IBEW newsletter and kind of hung out with my arm around him for a bit. Might see him again later this week, since Mom needs to work for the most part and I am partly waiting for seedlings to grow.