I didn’t have cake on my actual birthday, but since I knew I’d be home this past weekend, I figured I’d just try one of Rita’s frozen-custard cakes, so I bought myself one Friday night to take back with me and lounged the rest of the night.
Irrelevant side note: I bought eyebrow stencils and powder and wax from Sephora a few weeks ago, so on weekends, I’ve been enjoying having what I call “sexy eyebrows.”
Saturday was Paul’s brother Josh’s graduation party and I was up by 7 that morning for some reason, so I took my time getting up and ready, then headed back home and hung out at my parents’ most of the day.
My dad was out cutting grass while my mom and I were talking in her room, and Brandon wandered back, too, when we hear this bang and assume my dad hit something on the riding lawnmower. And then we hear him yell for a fire extinguisher, and I have never seen my mother move so fast in my life. She booked it to the hall, grabbed two fire extinguishes, ran downstairs, and Duke tried to follow, but I stopped him.
The lawnmower essentially exploded as he was pulling it into the garage when he finished. We suspect a wire shorted out, and he got thrown off the seat and it caught on fire. It was small and he wasn’t hurt beyond being sore, but the whole garage was full of smoke, and you could smell it up in the house.
The whole thing actually ended up being pretty funny in the end.
I went to Josh’s graduation party with my parents. I’m determined to stick to my boycott of spending time at the house/with their mom, and I knew my best bet of that was to ride over with someone else so I had little other option than to leave when they did. Brandon and Kelly had their own cars so I did ride home with them and stay longer, and of course Paul’s mom pointed out that he could just drive me home later in the evening, but I didn’t want to stay. So rather than tell her in front of her family that I don’t like her and didn’t want to stay any longer than I had to, I said I was thinking of going out to Lynn’s, which was true. I just didn’t actually go and went to bed.
Now, the interesting thing about my boycott is that Paul’s mom talked to my parents for awhile, partly about he and I, and mentioned that she thinks I used to dislike her. In reality, she has it backwards–I actually found her very nice and friendly at first, but as I’ve gotten to know her, I’ve seen how selfish and mean she can be, and I’ve been put off so much that I’ve seen her I think three or four times since Christmas and have said such things as she’s the worst person I’ve ever met and I wouldn’t speak to her at all if I had a choice. But the silver lining here is that this does kind of validate my boycott–if she thinks we’re getting along better now that we’re seeing each other very infrequently, even if she doesn’t realize that’s the cause, it proves my point that we get along better the less we see each other. Granted, there are still things she’s done very recently that I think are bullshit and there are some things I’d like to say at the appropriate time, but things are definitely better this way.
Apparently, she also talked about having done some self-reflection and trying to make an effort to butt out of her kids’ lives, but I’ll believe it when I see it. Brandon jokingly gave me a hard time for saying that and said I should have faith, but I’ve also heard a great Oprah quote that says, “When someone shows you who you are, believe them.” And I’ve seen who she is, and she’s not been the type to follow through on her plans to change.
And finally, she revealed that she’s realized Paul and I actually are a lot a like and have a lot in common. I could’ve told her that four years ago when we started dating. In fact, I’ve been saying it to anyone who tries to tell me otherwise for the past four years, because, you know, no one knows a couple better than people who aren’t said couple.
All that said, though, it was actually a really good weekend. We were supposed to go to the mountains Sunday morning with Paul’s whole family, which didn’t happen because they just can’t follow through, but we had that frozen-custard cake and then went on a double date with Keldon to see Jersey Boys.