Cari--brilliant responses, to both. I would probably quote you nearly directly! Now it's my turn...sigh...talked to DS last night who said "Nana bought me a bible!!" I'm like, oh really. He says "yeah! I'm Christian now!" I say again, oh really. Since, what, last week?
Now-- I do not mind my son exploring another religion, and I don't even mind my mother buying him a bible, but I do mind that she didn't ask me first. Even M was like "it's not such a bad book to have" and I was like-- you know, he is so Catholic-- I was like, what if your mother had bought your dd's Witchcraft books when they were little, without your permission, would you have been OK with that? No, he says. I said: same thing. She should have asked my permission.
Do y'all think? Am I over-reacting? I don't want to confront her on it because she has graciously hosted my son for 5 days while I visited M...and if by some (grrr) chance we are still in our southern home next winter holiday season, I want her to do it again. OTOH, I do want to explore the idea of, I dunno, maybe asking the parent of the child if it's alright? To buy a book of another religion? Ugh.
My mom is Episcopalian, and not overly religious or pushy about it at all. But in my becoming Pagan, years ago, it turned out that the issue with her wasn't that I was a Witch, but that I had chosen something Not-Mainstream to once again Be Different with. I feel betrayed by indoctrination, however subtle.
Originally Posted by bluets
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I had a workshop with him awhile back. He's good stuff. I second the recommendation.
Originally Posted by sweetsunshine85
Cari~ That's pretty much the message I did send her. I told her that if I wanted to tell people, I would and that it doesn't affect her or dad or anyone but me.... We'll see what she deigns to reply!
This. Same with you, bluets-- it's costing you money! I'd send a note, respectfully saying thanks but no thanks.
So here's the thing, with M-- we had this (in my mind) utterly idyllic first 3 days, then he got pissy, and the rest of the time rather sucked for me. Because, I guess-- well, Wednesday night he spent mostly online and I felt left out, which I was, and I am having trouble with this "let's do our own thing together in the same room" thing. I don't mind that for awhile, but then, hey, turn the damn thing off and pay attention to me. I don't know how to get that across. Are all men like that? And he's like "I don't know what to DO with you". Why do we need an agenda? He found plenty to do with me (um) earlier in the relationship. Should I go there for less time than 5 days? Plus he was getting pissy because he left his teeth in the whole time (he has an upper denture) and it was getting sore. He's very sensitive about having that, and won't take them out in front of me. Well hello, TELL me that you're hurting? And I said to him, you know, if I don't fit in your routine then maybe I don't fit in your life. Was that too extreme? Ugh. Things ended up kind of OK, but after Tuesday there was no more sex at all It would have been fine, for me, to take Wednesday off, but then I was all inward and depressed still on Thursday night, and this morning we could have probably had some fun before I left, but that's when he revealed that his teeth were hurting badly and no way was that going to happen, even if we were snugging and parts of him might have been interested. What would y'all have done? Is it time to stop hoping/expecting it every day? Even after he'd said he had made himself a promise for every day and then told me about it and it didn't happen?
He does still very much love me, he said. But I'm feeling kind of put out. Is this a big issue or not? Sigh.
New Years...provided I get to my mom's in time today, and all my flights run as expected, I will be going to bed by like 8pm. If ds wants to stay up with my mom, that's fine with me. Tomorrow is going to be a New Year whether I stay up to watch it come in or not. I would like to get some black eyed peas, though.