Oh god, given where I come from, I never assume exaggeration when people talk about their parents. Besides, it's all relative. Each person's pain varies!

My grandma was Lila Wingo too, Tep. Borderline personality, much?(Thanks, Dr. Melfi. Because she was Livia Soprano, too. With better hair and make-up)

Oh Teppy-- that sounds like quite a day.

I am so glad my mom never mentioned my weight or my looks, through many weights and oddly dressed phases. I think HER mother was Lila Wingo. Unfortunately, she is paranoid and depressed, and annoyingly enough, sometimes she is right in her paranoia! People are out to get us, and mean, nasty creatures sometimes-- but the grudges she holds, man! I would prefer to forget some of the things she hates people for doing to me in elementary school, frankly. It was a long time ago, and I hope those people have grown since then.

When I need a little comic relief, or to be reminded that it could worse, I like to visit Postcards from Yo Momma.

I would prefer to forget some of the things she hates people for doing to me in elementary school, frankly.

My mom does that, too! She still remembers People What Done Me Wrong when I was, like, 7. *I* don't even remember it, so she needs to let it go.

It's just proof that the parent or parents are being JACK.ASSES.

Skipping shamelessly to {{{Steph}}} and say to the above, Oh, hell the fuck yeah.

say to the above, Oh, hell the fuck yeah.

Goodness, you sure have that in spades right now, don't you?

Parents. Sheesh!

It would be so much easier if we were all hatched from eggs wrapped up in $100 bills.

Actually, the really unfortunate thing is that the girl who my mother most remembers as being mean to me in elementary school now works with my cousin. Weirdly, she was fine to me in high school, so I sort of forgave her-- I think she was trying to get in with the in crowd-- and could be perfectly pleasant were I to meet her. My mother, on the other hand, would probably rip her to shreds. Which, on one hand, I sort of appreciate... it must be horrible to listen to your child's tales of being treated poorly... but on the other hand... it was almost 30 years ago!

Coming from the mother's perspective, I think I can understand why mothers would remember childhood slights better and hold onto them longer.

The CNN story recently amused me to no end. I really am becoming my mother.

Hah. My mother remembers a few things about my elementary school that I only vaguely remember, but would like to forget. More about my teachers than other children, though. Since that was the adult vs. adult shit that I didn't really know about at the time.

I'd rather she remember some of the stuff that I remember HER doing to me, that she's like "I did that? Really?" and I'm like "Yeah, it's written right here in my diary, "Mom said today that if I don't get straight A's she will ground me for six weeks and beat me"" [or whatever, it was something worse than that, and really fairly unfortunate and threatening over something fairly minor]

(This came up when I was last home because I found a diary from like, second grade, and was like "Who was this teacher?" and mom went off about her...and then I was like "Yeah, but apparently YOU were threatening to....")