Wednesday, December 16, 2009

The Queen has Spoken

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Why must my children learn the hard way?  Why can’t they take my advice and do what I say?  The following are in no particular order and are not intended for any one child in particular.
Don’t date the players.  Don’t rent the expensive house, just stay in the apartment for now.  Don’t marry him.  Don’t reproduce (although I’m glad she did).  Don’t take that job in another state.  Don’t go off to college, just go to one here.  Don’t buy the new car, just drive the one you have that is paid for.  Don’t put that in your nose.  Don’t quit the job with insurance for one that pays a little more.  Don’t go live with your dad.  Don’t make that face because it might stick that way.  Don’t get a dog.   Don’t pass up an okay job waiting for a better offer.  Don’t wear tacky undies because you might get in an accident.  Don’t burn bridges.  Don’t trust everyone.  Don’t forget that the dorky guys will make the best husbands.  Don’t air your dirty laundry.  Don’t eat the leftovers in the fridge unless you ask me how old they are.  Don’t live for the moment.  Don’t let that one get away.  Don’t talk to me like that.    Don’t forget about what is important.  Don’t talk to strangers.  Don’t try that. Don’t forget your upbringing.   Don’t make the same mistakes that I made.  Don’t forget that I am here for you. 
Always know that I love you.