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Dec. 2nd, 2002 10:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
timepiececlockMy mom came home tonight and walked into my room carrying my Seventeen magazine (I think its like the second to last one before my subscription runs out--which I won't be renewing). She pointed out an article about boyfirned that girls keep going back to, and pointed out this picture of Buffy and Spike (the yummy one from the musical with them standing face to face), and read the caption aloud to me--
"Vampire boyfriends: Can't live with 'em, can't bear to drive a stake through thier hearts. What to do?"
Then she smiled and looked all pleased with herself. I smiled back.
Things like this make me know how much I just love my mom. She was happy to have found something she thought I'd like, even if Buffy is less than of interest to her. She's such an awesome, funny person, and my dad's so lucky.
This totally makes up for the vibes I got from the family in general when I was recording some of the Thanksgiving marathon. My mom hand't said anything about it at all, actually, but my brother (visiting) was quite derogatory, saying that it was stupid show that "only girls watch." Usually, he's more mature than this. But hey, my dad watched the second half of Hush (he laughed at Anya's hand sex-sign) and then all of Buffy vs. Dracula with me, while they recorded. He was staying mostly though to see if Dracula died. But he thought Giles with "the Dracc-y babes" was pretty funny.
Then my rude brother came along and ridiculed us, and my dad went all defensive-denial. Don't you just hate that? They have to make excuses like "I wanted to see Dracula" to jsutify watching it. Like a cape and a newly-materialized castle is something that's reasonable, but blood and love and violence and hate and pain and growing up and loyalty and duty and clever screwball comedy is something to be embarrassed for enjoying.
"Vampire boyfriends: Can't live with 'em, can't bear to drive a stake through thier hearts. What to do?"
Then she smiled and looked all pleased with herself. I smiled back.
Things like this make me know how much I just love my mom. She was happy to have found something she thought I'd like, even if Buffy is less than of interest to her. She's such an awesome, funny person, and my dad's so lucky.
This totally makes up for the vibes I got from the family in general when I was recording some of the Thanksgiving marathon. My mom hand't said anything about it at all, actually, but my brother (visiting) was quite derogatory, saying that it was stupid show that "only girls watch." Usually, he's more mature than this. But hey, my dad watched the second half of Hush (he laughed at Anya's hand sex-sign) and then all of Buffy vs. Dracula with me, while they recorded. He was staying mostly though to see if Dracula died. But he thought Giles with "the Dracc-y babes" was pretty funny.
Then my rude brother came along and ridiculed us, and my dad went all defensive-denial. Don't you just hate that? They have to make excuses like "I wanted to see Dracula" to jsutify watching it. Like a cape and a newly-materialized castle is something that's reasonable, but blood and love and violence and hate and pain and growing up and loyalty and duty and clever screwball comedy is something to be embarrassed for enjoying.
