June 19, 2002

That’s Not Me!

It was pointed out to me (in oh-so-delicate a manner) that we do what we know. And IF one should choose to follow that line of reasoning on outthat some of my behaviors might possibly (however abstractly) resemble my father in some obscure manner. (Did that about capture the essence, Luna???)

All I have to say about that is HMPF!

OK thats not actually ALL I have to say about it but the rest is essentially unprintable. I believe it would violate some of the FOD rules somehow

So Id like to examine that premise a little

My father is brash and abrasive. I, on the other hand, am direct and honest.

My father is very set in his ways and brooks no deviation. I, however, am quite flexible and willing to go with the flow as long as I get appropriate forewarning.

My fathers wit is often sarcastic and biting. MY humor is charmingly acerbic and witty.

My father is a perfectionist whereas I simply insist on doing things well.

My father can be quite argumentative. Myself, I enjoy a good spirited debate.

My father is old-fashioned and sometimes stuck in the past. I appreciate and operate on traditional values.

My father pampers and spoils his cat beyond belief. My dog is merely well cared for and disciplined in a healthy manner that will not damager her self-esteem.

When I was a child my father provided me with comforts, privileges and certain advantages. My kids were purely spoiled rotten.

My father is a packrat. I judiciously save certain things.

See? Were actually very different! Its right there in print!!

Hang on theres one more thing.

My father loves and supports his child in the best way that he canand I do the same for my children in the best way that I can.

Maybe were not so different after all

Nectar

June 20, 2002

a pair of a kind separated by the generational thingy…chuckles

Willy & Wilma

You aren’t so different from dad after all

Your place in the Gazebo awaits you and maybe room for Dad as well! Alexias

Why did I not meet Leo Di Caprio? Oh well Leo the Lion had more hair! I met Judy Davis several times but never a Hollywood star..sigh. I stayed in Hollywood tho and saw some studios but Leo remains my great thrill….which Leo? Alexias

*LOL* I feel the same way about my parents.

darkart

June 21, 2002

Sometimes, afterall all the turning and twisting that we take, we end up right where we start afterall. :0

darn I meant 🙂 not :0. shoot. stupid fingers.

😉

Torin

Oh I can see right away that you’re nothing like him. Nothing at all. Of course not!! Perish the thought. With a grin and a hug…

Mns

grins…. sometimes it is scary when we see a bit of our parents in ourselves. *ponders* i also think it’s downright wrong of people to accuse another of being “just like your dad” or “just like your mother”…… unless, of course, it’s said in a good light 🙂

After all those years of saying I would not be like my mother, I caught myself saying “don’t run with that you”ll put an eye out” nuff said.

LOL. Synonyms are a wonderful thing. You crack me up!

May be you are too similar that you`re afraid to admit it.Take care.

My darling wolf pal, you summed it up perfectly in your final observation. Yes. We do what we know. And, yes, I think your father is, at the heart of it, operating from love, just as I know you are. That I got under your skin so much with that possible version of how it might seem just proves I am doing my job. I do so adore you and your openness and the very last thing I want to do is ruffle (c)

Luna

(2) any fur. I just believe so much that we can choose any path so long as we know which one we are on to start. Seeing the love in your father’s actions gives you a key to know how to deal with him on your own grounds, ya know. I think you are one courageous chica to look at this. You rock. 🙂

I spent most of my life laboring under the delusion that I was the exact opposite of my parents, only to realize, in my forties, that I was exactly like them, in both good and not-so-good ways. Trying to focus on the good stuff (and find the good in the not-so-good) is an ongoing project… 🙂

It looks like a case of like father, like daughter. Hey, that’s not bad at all. I’m like father, like so. So be it!

ryn: My tennis coach in h.s. always said to us, “Quick, like a bunny! What? Do you have rocks in your socks?” That always made me laugh. Rocks in the head … that would be noisy. For the record, “you rock” is shorthand for: I see qualities in you I admire and would like to incorporate and/or further develop in me. And, as for not singing, Thank you! I forgot to say Thanks for the fabulous (c)

June 22, 2002

(2) birthday card. These years are definitely ones where it is starting to feel like the cake is weilding a very large knife! I do so love the Internet and all the entertaining components it offers. Enjoy your weekend, my dear. 🙂

Torin Invanusson

I know what cheeks you wanna pinch! With a wink…

Elle: 2

Excellent Entry! Smiles,

i find peace and traquaility in your diary. i agree to be told or find yourself turning into a parent or even just somone who you swore youd never be is well awakening isnt it? thank you

I had to come back to read this entry; it has stuck in my mind lo, these many moons…I had a tiff with my dad a couple days ago; he irritated me so much I wanted to strangle him. Then, it dawned on me that the reason I wanted to wring his neck is because….he’s so much like me. No, he isn’t. He can’t be! (But he is, damnitall anyway!!!) Anyhoo, I love this entry and just had to re-read it!