I posted this on the EU's today. Thought I would share it here...
As you know, I went to Italy (and the U.S.) recently for 4 weeks alltold. To avoid months of guilt-riddled comments from my mother, I told everyone else but my parents. Mind you, I hadn't made the final decision until 4 weeks before due date, but still...not how I like to do things. Anyway, suddenly it was almost time for me to leave, and I still hadn't told my parents, (tho' I know my brothers would have blabbed)mainly because by now, I just felt so embarrassed that I'd left it so late.
So, one evening about a week before I was due to leave, I told them. My mother starts off being dutifully agreeable. I thought, whew, what was I worried about?. Not so. It was short lived.
It went something like this, (translated from Italian)...
Mother: That's nice that you're going to Italy, nothing wrong with that. It's up to you.(shrugs shoulders...uh, oh!)
Me: Yes, as I said, I wasn't sure until a short time ago that I was definitely going. I was going to postpone it as I said, but anyway, I'm going and I'm looking forward to it.
Mother: Only one thing though...
Me: What's that?
Mother: You could have waited til Sebasstian(my son) was 'sistimate'. (usual translation = married off!).
Me: What? Wait til he gets married?
Mother: No, you could have gone after he moved into his own home.
Me: But that's not until March next year! What's the difference?
Mother: He works, and he will come home to an empty house. No meal ready, and who will do his washing?
Me: Hey, I work, too. No-one does those things for me. He is perfectly capable. I've just bought a brand new washing machine. He just presses buttons. And he's nearly 24!
Mother: You are selfish! (she said this in English!)
Me: What? How am I selfish? I'm always working, and I'm the one who normally does everything.
Mother: He works really long hours. What do you expect?
Me: I work long hours too (I'd have more time if I got off CS!!!)Besides, when I get back, a week later he is going off to London and Italy for nearly three weeks! I will be alone then, and he hasn't a problem with that.
Mother: Silence. She turned her head away and looked towards the ceiling, and then the wall, as if to say, "What's logic got to do with this?"
I went home all wound up, and so thankful I had spared myself all these months of having to put up with all that tripe!
Anyway, now I need a strong espresso coffee or two! What better place, than at my mother's. Better give her a call!
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A dear old friend sent me this...(thought I would repeat it from the EU forums for a laugh. )
Italian Mother: "Allo?"
Daughter: "Hi Ma. Can I leave the kids with you tonight?"
Italian Mother: "You're going out?"
Daughter: "Yes."
Italian Mother: "Who you go out with?"
Daughter: "With a friend."
Italian Mother: "I don' know why you lefta your usband. He is sucha gooda man."
Daughter: "MA, I didn't leave him. He left me!"
Italian Mother: "You let hima leave you, and now you go out with
anybodies and nobodies."
Daughter: "MA, I do not go out with anybody. Can I bring over the kids?"
Italian Mother: "I never leava you to go out with anybody essept your father."
Daughter: "There are lots of things that you did and I don't."
Italian Mother: "What are you say?"
Daughter: "Nothing, I just want to know if I can bring the kids over tonight.."
Italian Mother: "You go anna stay the night with him? Whata your
usband say if he find out?"
Daughter: "MA its My EX husband. I don't think he would be bothered. From the day he left me, he probably never slept alone!"
Italian Mother: "So you go sleep over at thisa loser's place?"
Daughter: "MOM, He's not a loser."
Italian Mother: "A man who goes with a divorced woman with children is a loser and a parasite."
Daughter: "MA, I don't want to argue; should I bring over the kids or not?"
Italian Mother: "Poor childre' with sucha mother."
Daughter: "Such a what?"
Italian Mother: "With no stability. No wonder you usband left you."
Daughter: "ENOUGH MA!!!"
Italian Mother: "Don' scream at me. You probably scream at the loser too!"
Daughter: "Great MA, Now you're worried about the loser?"
Italian Mother: "Ah, so you see he is a loser and I spota him
straightaway."
Daughter: "Goodbye, mother."
Italian Mother: "Wait! Wait! Don' ang up! When are you bring them
over? "
Daughter: "I'm not bringing them over! I'm not going out!"
Italian Mother: "If you never go out, how you expect to meet anyone?