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March 4, 2006 By pia

Here’s a link to Carnival of the Mundane where the next post down can be found
Bone wrote a post about his mother, Sunday School, and Bear Bryant that inspired this one.

People thought that I was smart when I was a kid. I thought I had the world figured out by the time I was eleven. If that’s true, how come I never figured out my mom’s age?

I’m adopted, duh. I knew that my parents had been married eleven years before I was born. I knew my dad’s age. For some reason I never thought about my mom’s age. Maybe I truly believed it when my parents told me that she had been a child bride.
My mom looked younger than my friends” moms, and acted younger.

However I knew that my parents had been dating for seven years before they had been married, and that much of their storied romance took place in Echo Lake in the Catskills where my dad’s family managed small hotels in summer. How could I have not thought about my mom’s age?

By the time I was seven I was over analyzing everything; by the time I was twelve I had figured out that I was “illegitimate,” would be asked by my parents for opinions on everything. I was smart, but….

One day when I was fourteen I noticed my mom’s passport on the marble that served as our family catch-all. I couldn’t help it; I looked. And gasped. No way could my mom be this old, no way at all. She was so pretty, so energetic, so not young…but she really did look younger than my Friends mothers who were all ten to fifteen years younger.

Suddenly life made both more and less sense. I understood why my friends all knew their mothers names; and why I had never known my mom’s age. But and this is the big but, how could she be that old and look so good?

My sister and I had been taught that there were only two acceptable lies: A ladies age and anything to do with sex outside marriage. Yes, I had known about sex when I was five; I knew that my dad had friends who sometimes didn’t pay their first wives alimony and my dad had to bail them out of Alimony Jail, which I thought of as a friendly place that men went to, to escape their present wives and play poker. Oh yes I was incredibly sophisticated.

And would have been much more bothered if my little sister wasn’t constantly asking me if I knew my mom’s age. It was the first and only time that I knew I could safely say “no, don’t know it,” in a mumble because lying and tattling were the worst things we could possibly do.

My sister stopped asking when she turned fourteen. When we were adults we talked about it. My sister accused me of holding out on her. Since I had never told her, and she found out a mere two years later, I accused her of the same. We both accosted our mother with questions.

Did she or did she not leave the passports out on the marble for us to find? Our mother would pretend to have long term memory problems at times like this. Now that I think about it, it was much more something our father would do; but she would have had to have been compliant. Oh this is just too complicated to think about….

I had awarded Cooper her own country. She’s since been upgraded to the Empress of her own continent; the lost, but very thriving continent of Wonderlandornot. As it is a very large and prosperous continent, the following people will have their own countries within Wonderlandornot, and will only have to bow to Empress Alice, as she will be known–once a year. Empress Alice will name said countries: Miz Bohemia, Sar, Shayna, Esoteric Wombat and IM Dedd.

What do the people in the above paragraph have in common besides the now found Continent of Wonderlandornot? Participation in the newest and best political/community blog in the world, BIO! If you haven’t read BIO, check it out. If you want to participate, send an email. We’re liberal but open.

If you’re wondering how Bone’s post on his mom, Sunday school and Bear Bryant, inspired mine read Bone’s post. He’s good, very good. Everybody I mentioned here is.

I might have bought into the child bride story, but that was the last time, well one of the last times, well maybe still a little, anybody fooled me.

Though nobody has ever been able to fool me about good writing, insight, and great blogs. Will never ever plug somebody I don’t believe in.

If you want me to plug you, we have operators standing around….

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Comments

  1. Miz BoheMia says

    March 4, 2006 at 3:05 am

    You are too, too sweet! Thanks for the plug!

    Your parental tidbit reminded me of one of my own and email conversations with you inspired a pre-bedtime post!

    Just a little goodnight before I rush to bed! Kisses my dearest and buenas noches to you!

  2. Miz BoheMia says

    March 4, 2006 at 3:06 am

    Reminded me of a tidbit that is, not a parental one… slight OCD makes me hate not being concise! *sigh* Off I go now! I promise!

  3. Monika says

    March 4, 2006 at 5:24 am

    This is teh fourth time I hear about Bio. Time to check it out I guess.

  4. Sar says

    March 4, 2006 at 6:39 am

    A plug on Courting Destiny and a to be named continent in the empire of Wonderlandornot?! I’m not worthy! But perhaps the “vain” stiletto is. 😉

    Thanks, Pia!

  5. shayna says

    March 4, 2006 at 6:56 am

    Yippy! I have been named many a thing but never a continent! Shaynamerica… Shaynasia… Shaynafrica… Shaynantarctica… Shaynarctic… Shaynaustralia… Yippy!

    Thanks for the plug and thanks for your support…

  6. cooper says

    March 4, 2006 at 10:48 am

    Yes everyone should check it out. My continent is vast and Pia the queen of the world has given me a timeline on filling it with countries.

    No continental divide here, and there is enough water for everyone.

    I do so love being an Empress…. I can fool the Emperor with that invisible clothes thing.;)

  7. Miz BoheMia says

    March 4, 2006 at 12:31 pm

    Oooooh! Kinky! Bohemians looooveee kinky! K-kish!

  8. jacob says

    March 4, 2006 at 10:30 pm

    “I knew that my dad had friends who sometimes didn’t pay their first wives alimony and my dad had to bail them out of Alimony Jail, which I thought of as a friendly place that men went to, to escape their present wives and play poker. Oh yes I was incredibly sophisticated.”

    That is a wonderful description.

  9. EsotericWombat says

    March 4, 2006 at 11:20 pm

    So now Cooper officially owns my ass. I hope she’s reasonable with it.

    I’m getting to the point in life where some of the dirty little secrets in my family circle are starting to drift to the surface. It’s an interesting time to say the least.

  10. cat says

    March 5, 2006 at 11:49 am

    LMAO at imagining all the operators sitting in your 650 sq. foot apartment, waiting to take plug requests!!! 🙂

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I live in the South, not South Florida, a few blocks from the ocean, and two blocks from the main street. It's called Main Street. Amazes me too.

I'm from New York. I mostly lived in the Mid-Upper East Side, and the heart of the Upper West Side. It amazes me when people talk about how scared they were of Times Square in the 1970's and 1980's.

As my mother said: "know the streets, look out and you'll be fine."

What was scary was the invasion of the crack dens into "good buildings in good 'hoods." And the greedy landlords who did everything they could to get good tenants out of buildings.

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Then I hated everything about the suburbs. Yet somehow I lived in a few great Long Island Sound towns after high school.

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