Wife Beaters Make Me Cry
Well, aren’t I the ninny for thinking that THE BLOOD DRAW might be a topic difficult to shed for five or six YEARS. When will I learn?! That was so last week.
Tank tops are the true nemesis. I don’t know what exactly it is about them, but Ellie finds them oddly peculiar, hates, them, loves them, and is drawn to them. She cries when I have them on and questions me constantly about when I’ll be changing. She wants to wear one. Then it’s in a heap on the floor for committing some fashion faux pas known only to her. There are constant questions about them.
* Do you like tank tops Mom?
* Is your tank top made out of fabric?
* Why do people wear tank tops?
* Can you wear a tank top whenever you want?
* Will you please take off your tank top?
* When can I wear a tank top?
* Does this tank top make my arm fat look fat? Well, maybe that one was mine.
Monday, 23. May 2011 23:04
Why why why??? This is precisely the conversation that I had with Big Daddy about his ubiquitous tank top. I made him so self-conscious about it that he had to go out and buy sleeved shirts before we met. Mission accomplished. There is no excuse for wearing tank tops. Next time she asks, please tell Ellie that the answer to her second question is usually “to show off their tats”.
Tuesday, 24. May 2011 13:53
Did you scare her by letting her look at peopleofwalmart.com ?
Tuesday, 24. May 2011 21:20
I’m wearing a tank top right now.
Wednesday, 25. May 2011 4:11
Dammit, BD. You’re killing me over here. I am outlawing them from my blog.
Wednesday, 25. May 2011 16:50
Clothing should not be made without sleeves. Ever. Period.
Friday, 17. June 2011 21:02
[...] It’s a 90% Asperger day. The icing, so to speak, was when I skidded on Ellie’s blanket in the living room and wiped out. When I finally landed, I looked like the “Help me, I’ve fallen and I can’t get up” lady. Ellie stood over me and whined about how hot she was and asked if she could wear a tank top. [...]
Wednesday, 22. June 2011 15:58
[...] be scared to go down the slide wasn’t really scared. And, that I would indeed be wearing my tank top for the duration of the performance. Tags » Author:karacter Date: Wednesday, 22. June [...]
Friday, 22. July 2011 3:56
[...] tank tops rule, from dusk to dawn. [here, here, and here] They make my daughter [...]
Friday, 22. July 2011 17:09
I’m with Flannery. No one needs to see my arm fat jiggle. I don’t care how hot it is or how many tat’s they have.