Saturday, May 07, 2005

Sexual Identity, Abecedarian Adroitness, and Homemade Pepperoni Pizza

The only time that I remember Mom swearing was when we lived on 331 Terrace Circle in Brawley. We had the room with the corked wall paper and I slept on the bed with red, white, and blue bed frame that I painted myself. We had been folding clothes and Mom kept insisting that I leave a pile of clothes in one specific spot and I, in my immaturity, refused to listen. I suppose that such an event is odd to bring up on the eve Mother's Day. However, I shelve that memory right beside all the memories of times she made homemade pizza at my request, or how proud she was that I took after her in winning the spelling bee in 7th grade, or the time she thought I was gay, when in reality I was only a loser without any friends (just kidding Mom), and even the expression that still overwhelms her when reminiscing about how her musically-challenged son created an unforgettable song complete with backup band as a gift for Mother's Day --- for it is all those memories that I cherish. Mom, thanks for being one of my best friends. Happy Mother's Day.

For those that are interested, I posted my Mothers' Day talk here.

4 comments:

grace said...

The only words I know are pepperoni pizza. Anyway, it's amazing how well you all turned out with such dips as your dad and me. For the life of me I do not know where all of you get your smartness, talent, and saneness. But keep up the good work.

Chaztastic said...

Speaking of being musically challenged, one of my most memorable experiences with mom was in Brawley when she would pull us out of Sunday School to sing a song to the Relief Society that we had to learn two minutes beforehand. How did we do that? We were like a cross between The Jets and the Harlem Boys Choir. I mean, I know I used to be good, at least before my voice broke and all....

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Kim said...

Seriously, can someone transliate this title? I'm with Grace on the understanding pepperoni pizza, and I think I get the sexual identity part referring to Nick being gay (or socially incompetent) when he was younger, but what is Abecedarian Adroitness, and how many in this family actually knew this?