May 08, 2005
day for the mother or not mother
The Vernal Community Center had its mother's day pancake breakfast this morning. My mom and BrilliantEditor's mom and their mates and our pals Tex and Florette all came over to have pancakes and whatnot. I like the whatnot best. I like it when my friends and family come to events such as these. It's good fun.
We had lots of people come and we got lots of people all clogged up with bacon. Mmm. Bacon.
I'm a little cranky today (oh, is that different?), but I must say that some of the commentary at the breakfast today was a little bit over the top. For example, Florette came to the breakfast. She got to the table to pay and was asked, "Are you a mom?" Every female got asked that since moms ate for free. When she said no, the cashier gave her a mournful and pitying look. Then she asked if she was a senior citizen.
What? Where the hell do these people come from?
For another example, a woman from the historical society put her hand on my tummy and asked, "When are you due?"
Smile, blink blink, "I'm not."
I was saying that as people get older, maybe they learn not to say things like, "Are you old?" or "I bet you're pregnant." Obviously this isn't what's going on, though. Perhaps they just don't care as they get older. Perhaps perhaps perhaps.
At any rate, Florette and I are going to go to the grocery store together so we can get a senior citizen discount and park near the store in the reserved spaces with the stork signs. For expectant mothers.
(What kind of mother isn't expectant?)
