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lady_t_220I think someone moved all my teeth a half-inch to the left without my noticing. I just accidentally bit the SHIT out of the inside of my cheek and I've not done that in forever... >.<
Had a random disagreement with the granmaternal one today. She was a'huffin and a'sighin and a'complainin cause someone she knows sent out what she considered to be an awful, shameful, minescule excuse for a christmas card.
To her this is some kind of criminal offence. In her mind the lack of elaborate cards to mail out to all and sundry indicates thet you're advertising either your poverty or your mean spiritedness.
Her comment went along the lines of "If you're going to send out something tiny like that, then why send them out at all? Surely she could have afforded something better?"
It's not often she says something that quite so blatantly anoys the shit out of me, but I think it touched a nerve because I was actually quite angry with her for that.
I told her I'd rather have a small card and know the sentiment was real than a gigantic glossy one full of BS, and that it may not be the most brilliant card ever to come off the presses, but it still meant that someone was thinking about you.
My granny has warped values. She just shurgged at me blankly and told me I was very kind to think like that. Generous.
*Jesus*
I think I was doubly irked though cause she was judging it purely on size of all the bizarre things. It wasn't even that small, but I was amazed by the amount of disdain that came dripping out of her voice about what was actually a really nice card. White and frosty lilac with snowflakes that had a hint of gold foil and that pearlised, irridescent glitter. It's the kind of card I'd happily send out myself, but aside from all that, the woman who sent it is a single parent with three adolescent kids. She doesn't have a lot of money and I think it was remarkably cruel of the grandmaternal one to be so snippy about a christmas card that somehow failed to meet her expectations.
I mean I know the whole message about love and peace and goodwill to all has got kind of muddled with a frenzy of consumerism and personal gain, but that's just taking it an extra little leap beyond.
But then she's been irking me quite a lot this past week or so, an ocurrence that utterly fails to surprise me. Knew it'd happen eventually. I mean it was guarenteed to. We're just not designed to spend that much time together. ^^;
On a better note though, I got final editing honours on the maternal unit's annual christmas letter (Which mostly involved fixing some very squiffy punctuation. And if even I thought it was squiffy, it had to be VERY squiffy) as well as getting to add my own comments at the bottom.
Well after the highly personal comment fiasco as a teen she knows there will be no peace unless I'm assured of the contents or get to write my own section. She's been banned from sending out unvetted letters, basically.
Apparently this year I also get back-page honours. Last year the boywonder's gate was splashed all over the back of the letter. This year it's the sketch for Deke picture. It was a toss up between that or the admittedly more seasonal angel I did for Kat over the summer, but Dekie's guy scanned better so he got the final slot.
Ho hum, guess that's about it. Gotta' head to bed soon anyway. *sigh*
Had a random disagreement with the granmaternal one today. She was a'huffin and a'sighin and a'complainin cause someone she knows sent out what she considered to be an awful, shameful, minescule excuse for a christmas card.
To her this is some kind of criminal offence. In her mind the lack of elaborate cards to mail out to all and sundry indicates thet you're advertising either your poverty or your mean spiritedness.
Her comment went along the lines of "If you're going to send out something tiny like that, then why send them out at all? Surely she could have afforded something better?"
It's not often she says something that quite so blatantly anoys the shit out of me, but I think it touched a nerve because I was actually quite angry with her for that.
I told her I'd rather have a small card and know the sentiment was real than a gigantic glossy one full of BS, and that it may not be the most brilliant card ever to come off the presses, but it still meant that someone was thinking about you.
My granny has warped values. She just shurgged at me blankly and told me I was very kind to think like that. Generous.
*Jesus*
I think I was doubly irked though cause she was judging it purely on size of all the bizarre things. It wasn't even that small, but I was amazed by the amount of disdain that came dripping out of her voice about what was actually a really nice card. White and frosty lilac with snowflakes that had a hint of gold foil and that pearlised, irridescent glitter. It's the kind of card I'd happily send out myself, but aside from all that, the woman who sent it is a single parent with three adolescent kids. She doesn't have a lot of money and I think it was remarkably cruel of the grandmaternal one to be so snippy about a christmas card that somehow failed to meet her expectations.
I mean I know the whole message about love and peace and goodwill to all has got kind of muddled with a frenzy of consumerism and personal gain, but that's just taking it an extra little leap beyond.
But then she's been irking me quite a lot this past week or so, an ocurrence that utterly fails to surprise me. Knew it'd happen eventually. I mean it was guarenteed to. We're just not designed to spend that much time together. ^^;
On a better note though, I got final editing honours on the maternal unit's annual christmas letter (Which mostly involved fixing some very squiffy punctuation. And if even I thought it was squiffy, it had to be VERY squiffy) as well as getting to add my own comments at the bottom.
Well after the highly personal comment fiasco as a teen she knows there will be no peace unless I'm assured of the contents or get to write my own section. She's been banned from sending out unvetted letters, basically.
Apparently this year I also get back-page honours. Last year the boywonder's gate was splashed all over the back of the letter. This year it's the sketch for Deke picture. It was a toss up between that or the admittedly more seasonal angel I did for Kat over the summer, but Dekie's guy scanned better so he got the final slot.
Ho hum, guess that's about it. Gotta' head to bed soon anyway. *sigh*
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Date: 2003-12-03 12:10 am (UTC)I have scars all over the inside of my right cheek... I think my teeth are just strange, though..
"If you're going to send out something tiny like that, then why send them out at all? Surely she could have afforded something better?"
*blink*
your grandmum is weird... what happened to "the thought is, what counts?"
also, I think the tiny cards are cute ;-p
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Date: 2003-12-03 12:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-12-03 12:42 am (UTC)