My Parents are...Odd
It’s been several years since I left the nest, much to my parents great delight, I’m sure. We still see each other on a fairly regular basis. This allows me to conclude that , well… my parents are weird.
I shouldn’t say they’re weird, but they do odd things. Growing up there were always the moments of parental mortification. My favourite has to be my mother greeting my friends at the door in her favourite green housecoat, which could only be described as poverty stricken, but that was just embarrassing, not weird.
Being away from the ‘rents house for some time, it makes me sort of an outsider looking in. My general observation is that parents are odd. Part of the ageing process apparently involves picking up unusual habits. If that’s the case, for the love of Chanel, puh-lease let me age gracefully.
My mother has certainly aged well, but she still does things like take leftover jams from breakfast stops to use them at home. Evidently, jam tastes better when it comes out of a hermetically sealed packet instead of a jar. Thankfully, she doesn’t serve the packets to guests, just my brother and me when we visit.
She’s not the only one. My stepfather has a thing for measuring the temperature, rainfall, humidity and anything else that has some sort of metre for it. The worst is the humidity – we aren’t allowed to hang up towels in the bathroom to dry, or anywhere in the house for that matter, as it might disrupt the humidity balance. For kicks. sometimes I hide my towel to dry in the closet just to throw the whole humidity thing off, but don’t tell him.
It could be worse. They could wear socks that never match, insist on having plastic flowers in the house, reuse tea bags, feed stray cats, pay restaurants bills with change or wear funny coloured hats. All of the above could be a part of the ageing process – I can’t wait.
I can’t be the only one out there who has parents with kooky habits. Please, show your support and share your stories. I’m sure there are some gems out there.
Posted By: Shopping Shorty