Your momma is so famous, she’s on a stage in NY (which is where Broadway is)

There’s something weird about mother-daughter relationships. Daughters often say they don’t want to be like their mothers. Mothers often cultivate an obsession with buying their daughters clothing from Kohl’s.

There are usually fights. Sometimes eye rolls. Plenty of complaining.
My theory is that both moms and daughters live on the fence: Daughters want their moms to both leave them alone and take care of them. Mothers want their daughters to be both autonomous and do what they say.

It usually ends up in some outburst on a major holiday.

My mom and I have been through that.
In high school, I convinced myself that the main problem in our relationship was that my mom had low self-esteem. So, I did what you should always do to a person with low-self-esteem: I told her every day how embarrassed she should be about having low self-esteem. I hadn’t yet learned about projections, which is when you see in others what you really feel about yourself (Thanks, psych school). I guess I had low self-esteem. I’m not sure how I didn’t realize that as I stuffed my bras and gave away my lunch money to popular kids (Nick Pope, you owe me at least twenty-three dollars in quarters).

It’s been a ride, this whole relationship thing. But we magically got to a place where I’m not judging her anymore. And she no longer answers the phone, “Didn’t I already talk to you this week?”
It took a while though! Junior high and high school weren’t the best, as my self-esteem got lower and my judgments of my mother got more abundant. That’s why it was a big deal that I wrote her an ode last year for Father’s Day. It’s RIGHT HERE! You know how you do something one day and you like it, but you look back at it another day and you think it could be so much better? That’s how I feel about that ode. There are so many other things to say about my mom besides that she taught me to think farts are funny. Still… out of this entire blog (which is pretty damn huge since I started it in 2008 [first post ever here, which mentions my mom. AH! Am I the kind of person that always talks about my mom?]), the live theater show, Blogologues, chose that entry to perform ON STAGE in NY right now. They’re doing a run IN NYC from now until May 5th. An ode to my momma ON STAGE! How cool is that? Mom, does this make up for that self-esteem thing?

Who wants to come see it with me?!!! I’ll be there April 28th at 8pm. Tickets and info are here: Blogologues! YAY!!!!!! Happy early Mothers Day.