I was just watching part of Mommy Dearest, which has always facsinated me in a weird way because I got in trouble for watching it at a friend's house when I was little, and was told that I was never allowed to watch it. I also, around this time, got in trouble by my mom and actually said something like, "Yes, Mommy Dearest", which made my mom sae fair mad! Anyways, I was watching it, and it occured to me that sometimes I'm no different from that crazy woman. I don't run around throwing AJAX or whatever that stuff was on the floor and then telling Gabby to clean it up (even though, once when I was four I covered my mom's bathroom in baby powder, no joke, COVERED IT!...maybe that was the beginning...), and I don't cut off her hair, and I definitely don't scream about wire hangers, but I think sometimes that my yelling and controlling get out of hand, and I could quite possibly be compared to Mommy Dearest. This scares the hell out of me, and I don't like it. I don't want my child to be afraid of me.
Just so you know...my computer is sitting here, on the floor, next to me...at my parent's house!!! Woo Hoo! I've taken the first step in getting it fixed...but alas, there it sits...I'm not the only slacker in the family! Also, I turn 30 in less than 20 days...
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