Archive for May, 2012

Why I always say my age

31. I was born December 1980.

Many people, specially women, do not like to say their age but I *have* to, yes, I do. See? I don’t look my age yes, I know “how lucky”. This is not a post to complain about how I look, it’s a post to explain why I have to say my age all the time.

Here are some of the comments, I’ve heard:

While working at Martial Arts studio, a year after graduating from University:

  • And why are you not going to school? You need more than high school, you know?
  • What would you like to be when you grow up?

At restaurants, liquor stores,  and casinos until I was about 27 (not that I drink and gamble)

  • ID, please
  • I’m sorry madam (to my mom in the States) she cannot drink even if she’s accompanied by you
  • Where do you think you are going?
  • You can come in as long as you don’t leave your mother’s side.

When people find out I am engaged

  • You can NOT marry so young, you have your whole life ahead of you! (After I told this person my age, she said “oh, you are not married yet at 31?”)
  • It’s OK to get married young, but don’t get pregnant and abandon your studies, wait until you are older!
  • What do your parents think? Shouldn’t you wait a bit?
  • No! Enjoy your youth! Marry when you are closer to 30 instead.

Said by people younger than me (you would think they are 80 years old)

  • You will understand once you are older
  • Wait until you get my age!

At my own business

  • How cute! You are helping your parents!
  • This is *your* business? Do you have people with professional training working here while you study?

While some are plain funny (like getting carted at a dollar store while buying a lighter for a birthday party) or just a nuisance, others are very judgmental, condescending, and doubt my capabilities just because of the way I look (good thing I’m not blond, eh? 😛 ) Usually, these people change their tone once I manage to sneak in my age during conversation and stop the attitude.

And now to wait for a couple more gray hairs 😉 Until then:

Happy ramblings!



How many weeks you said?!

Every time I hear “Are you all set for the wedding?” I answer “yup” and give a little inward grin as to how easy this wedding planning is.

At least that was until last weekend when a quick count reveled that I am only 6 weeks away from getting married SIX.WEEKS.AWAY! So I did the sensible thing: I freaked out!

What do I have so far?

  • Groom and best man suit: chose the ones that will be rented, only needs to be picked up a couple of days before the big day
  • Flower girl dresses: They have the most beautiful dresses that match the brown of the maid of honor to perfection
  • Bridesmaids dresses: They arrived and they do not need to be altered
  • Maid of honor dress: in alterations
  • My dress: it arrived… and got sent out because there was an issue at one of the seams. It will still needs to be altered to make it a bit shorter

That’s it! I have no dress! I have NO idea about the timeline of the wedding, no clue as to what the flowers will be, haven’t decided on the menu, or whether we will have our own vows!

Then the voice of reason Mr. Groom said: relax, timeline, flowers, food, non alcoholic drinks, and all that is decided with Izabela (owner of From This Day Forward, and part of the deal we got there when we booked our ceremony/reception) so I relaxed… then I started thinking: what about the transportation? And what are the pictures I want taken? And the makeup trial? And the music? And the MARRIAGE LICENSE? AND THE DRESS?! AND… AND… And… And… and I’m freaking out…

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3 weeks

I’m about to start doing something… if I manage to do it for at least three whole weeks, I will let you know what it is.

If I never tell you what it was… well… I didn’t manage to do it.

So here I go, wish me luck!


Missing the point

Today’s post is a little bit different from my usual posts but I need to take it out of my chest.

As you know, I am not a mom and, since I do not own a magical crystal ball that works, I do not know if I’ll ever be one. However, I fiercely believe that mothers love their children and that they will always do for them whatever feels right, and they will never do something to intentionally hurt them. Note: I know that there are mentally unstable women out there that drown their children for revenge, or shake them to death so they can play FarmVille but I’m not talking about them.

Anyways, the other day I was on Twitter and man! Can some moms be bullies opinionated! And it just gets my panties in a knot infuriates me! Mom A was telling Mom B that Kid B’s sleeping habits were wrong for his age. Here is the whole scenario:

  • 5-year-old A goes to bed at 8pm and wakes up at 8am.
  • 5-year-old B goes to bed at 6pm and wakes up at 6am.
  • Correct me if I’m wrong but that means that both kids are getting the same amount of sleep. A’s arguments were:

  • Kid B is going to bed too early and he’s not getting enough sleep!
  • Kid B is waking up too early, he should be able to get up later, he’s not getting enough sleep!
  • When B said that she was going to put Kid B for a nap from 5pm to 6pm so he could be wide awake for an activity that goes from 6:30pm to 7:30 pm. A replied “at that age, he doesn’t need a nap”

    Dude! If I’m going to do an activity that last well past my regular bed time I, at 31 years of age, take a nap! Why wouldn’t a 5-year-old do so as well?


    Days later I met Mom B in real life and I commented that the whole thing had upset me and I said “it bothers me when moms tell other moms how to raise their children, and all the constant judgement between mothers. Every mom is different and she’s doing what’s best for her child. Enough with the judgement!” (I might had been talking louder than usual and my face might had been a bit red… and maybe, just maybe, my hands were moving everywhere)

    She very seriously replied “I know, it’s sad all the judgement that goes around. I ignore it because I know I’m doing what’s best for our situation. Besides, Mom A is a bad mom, she’s always on Twitter!”


    Hopefully, next time my little “righteous” speech will not have its point missed 😉 Until then:

    Happy ramblings!

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    A boy that listens

    Every week day morning except when I’m too lazy it’s raining or snowing, I walk Teenie around the block. Always at the same time, which happens to be the time when children get on the bus to go to school. Usually, there is a mom that drops a kid on the school bus and then walks back home with a herd 5 more kids. I think it’s sort of a daycare since they all look so different and all of them are pretty much the same age. Anyways, today this happened:

    • *girl A pushes boy B*
    • *B keeps walking and telling the story that he was telling*
    • *mom turns to A* Did you just push B? Wait until we get home and I’ll give you a time out!
    • *A starts crying at the top of her lungs*
    • Why are you crying? You are the one that pushed B! B is the one that should be crying!
    • *A stops crying, B stops his story, they look at each other and both start crying at the top of their lungs*

    It’s clear that B is a very obedient boy 😉


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