MUM I'M TRYING I REALLY AM !
If it wasn't for the profanity and the fact that my confessions here are contrary to how my parents raised me, I'd let my parents read this blog so that they'd know how much I've tried to find a guy. I don't think my father is bothered by the fact that I'm single as much as my mum was. I say 'was' because she already gave up on me.
Her advise to me earlier on when her hopes were high was ,"Find a muslim man". I used to date now and then and when I told her I was seeing someone, she'd always ask ,"Is he muslim ?" Later when she realised how long it took me to jump from one date to another she'd say "If he's not muslim we'll persuade him to convert."
Now she's just happy to hear that I'm dating anyone regardless of skin colour or religious affiliation. I love my mum, I really do however, I'm secretly happy she's sort of given up on me ever finding a guy because no one knows what it's like to have her on your back. Thanks mum...maybe one day I'll surprise you with a tall muslim man. Insha' Allah (God willing)
You may not believe what advise my mum gave me next...please keep in mind that this is a loving African woman who has her daughter's best interest at heart. "You should not tell men you're a lawyer. Infact act dumb if they speak to you. Men always want to think they are smarter than women"
That's a dating tip my mom has advised me to use because she thinks I'm too smart for my own good and too argumentative. She's right on the last part. After all we only had about twenty arguments a day about the silliest things. Unlike I prefer to use the term 'debate' .
I hate dumb conversation. Especially if that dumb conversation is with a guy I'm getting to know. I love to be silly. God knows, I was the class clown in every academic year. However every now and then I think it's quite stimulating to have an intellectual conversation.
I'm not asking for much if I'm talking about general stuff that was in the news. I'm not asking you to name the chief of my village or tell me what HIV is in full. Even though knowing the later would impress me for multiple reasons I don't care to mention.
So I'm at the end of this post and am wondering what was the aim of this post again? Hmmm...don't really know but I'm missing my mum so I'm going to call her right now.
If it wasn't for the profanity and the fact that my confessions here are contrary to how my parents raised me, I'd let my parents read this blog so that they'd know how much I've tried to find a guy. I don't think my father is bothered by the fact that I'm single as much as my mum was. I say 'was' because she already gave up on me.
Her advise to me earlier on when her hopes were high was ,"Find a muslim man". I used to date now and then and when I told her I was seeing someone, she'd always ask ,"Is he muslim ?" Later when she realised how long it took me to jump from one date to another she'd say "If he's not muslim we'll persuade him to convert."
Now she's just happy to hear that I'm dating anyone regardless of skin colour or religious affiliation. I love my mum, I really do however, I'm secretly happy she's sort of given up on me ever finding a guy because no one knows what it's like to have her on your back. Thanks mum...maybe one day I'll surprise you with a tall muslim man. Insha' Allah (God willing)
You may not believe what advise my mum gave me next...please keep in mind that this is a loving African woman who has her daughter's best interest at heart. "You should not tell men you're a lawyer. Infact act dumb if they speak to you. Men always want to think they are smarter than women"
That's a dating tip my mom has advised me to use because she thinks I'm too smart for my own good and too argumentative. She's right on the last part. After all we only had about twenty arguments a day about the silliest things. Unlike I prefer to use the term 'debate' .
I hate dumb conversation. Especially if that dumb conversation is with a guy I'm getting to know. I love to be silly. God knows, I was the class clown in every academic year. However every now and then I think it's quite stimulating to have an intellectual conversation.
I'm not asking for much if I'm talking about general stuff that was in the news. I'm not asking you to name the chief of my village or tell me what HIV is in full. Even though knowing the later would impress me for multiple reasons I don't care to mention.
So I'm at the end of this post and am wondering what was the aim of this post again? Hmmm...don't really know but I'm missing my mum so I'm going to call her right now.
posted by singleinboston at 8:23 AM
3 Comments:
Awww...Moms are always like that, I think it's universal. I'm pretty sure they mean well (my Mom did). there's a saying that parents are very good about pushing their kids' buttons because they were the ones who installed them :)
It is funny though, even when you're exasperated by thinking about that, you miss them at the same time, which I think is a good thing!
Just remember: it's not a search; it's an exploration.
I tell you Jason, you should be the next Dr. Phil! Embarrasing to say but somtimes when I'm feeling low I read my own blog just remind my self what you've told me before or I'll think "what would Jason tell me in this situation?"
Aww! :) You're too good for the ego...anyway, more than happy to help!
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