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Friday, June 10, 2011

Angry and not going to be quiet about it.

So last night I had this interesting situation come up. It goes like this:

My guy's ex-girlfriend Jill* (they are still on good terms friendship wise) asked if I would mend some clothing for her, I said no problem. She is chronically late for everything. So when she called two days ago to say she was stopping by, it took her till last night to show up. 
I had made dinner for my guy and I per usual. Jill shows up later than expected (she called to say she would be here in 20 minutes) 2 hours later she shows up. Then asks to have some of our dinner since she is hungry, and me being the good host says 'yeah help your self'. 
We the proceed to my sewing room to fix her stuff. we chat while I sew about all manner of idle nothing. I finish her stuff in less than 15 minutes. 

She stays around for a while talking. Some how in the conversation we started talking about my sister, and how different her and I are. Jill then proceeds to ask if my sister and I look alike and I say "No; my sister looks like our mother. I look like our dad. It's scary how much I look like him" And no shit, she responds with 'guess you have to make the tranny look work for you.' she then laughs. I was floored by her crass comment, to the point I didn't even know what to say to her. Not more than a minute after that she left. (I'm going to say right now I have lots of love and respect for the trans population. there are some very attractive transgender folk out there. However she didn't mean the comment in a positive way)

The rest of the evening I was in a foul mood trying to deal with her comment. I didn't sleep well and was beyond angry at her. In my head I keep doing the math: come in to my home + ask for a favor of me + eat the meal I prepared + then say something that fucked up to me?!? = What the fuck!!
I broke it down further; I don't like the shred of femininity I have and hold near and dear to be stripped away from me. Much less by someone like Jill. 
Long ago I came to terms with that I am not a very attractive girl. I'm not butt fucking ugly but i'm not exactly a looker either. I'm perfectly happy to be not so pretty, 'cause I have an awesome personality. 
But to have someone, another woman to boot, say something like that to me.. pissed me off beyond all reason. My guy doesn't get why I am so angry, this too annoys the crap out of me. I did try to explain it but he still doesn't get it, oh well he is male I don't expect him to feel my pain.

Maybe I'm over reacting. Maybe I am holding on to too many rude comments from the past. I don't know if this feeling of rage is justified. I know last night I would have done all manner of mean and nasty thing to express my anger and hurt. Today I still would like too still, but I don't know if I am just being overly sensitive. 

I  suppose the end of this is, I really don't like other women. I hate the shitty comments, the catty attitude, the whole girls are evil bitches. all of them are bat shit crazy. Personally I want no part of it. there is no sisterly bond with other women, no camaraderie, no understanding or tact. Women are rude fucking hypocrites. And that is a combination I have a hard time dealing with. 
(yes, this is a sweeping generalization and I am sure there are plenty of perfectly nice people out there that happen to be female, but i'm talking about the female population from a jaded, cynical stand point. Why? because i'm angry and hurt by all the females i have interacted with, that have disappointed me on a basic human decency level. Yes, men piss me off just as much but for different reasons. men interact on a completely different system than women. and until i see men doing the petty back bitting catty shit, that i see most women do, i think i'll stick to being with the boys.)

Bottom line all people need to learn some damn manners, and think before they speak.

Angry & pissed off,
Raven 


Thursday, June 9, 2011

sewing freak!

Aloha!
I've yet again been in a mental lock up, due to tons of moving drama the last 4 weekends in a row.
Now that all that bullshit is over I'm back to my normal plucky self.

I was dog sitting for my parents. I love my dogs so it was a nice visit with my furry siblings. nothing makes me feel better than getting to lay around the house with my two girls.
Kai our smaller mutt dog (although not a small dog by any stretch of the imagination), likes to cuddle up on the couch with me while I read, and she acutely watches TV if it's on. Annie our giant newfoundland is happy just being in the same room on the floor near by, she is a cuddle drool monster. I love her, and lucky for me she had a bath before I came over so she didn't smell like dirty pond water for once. all and all was a good break from my normal routine.

I stayed a day longer than planned so I could go with my other sister (non furry variety) to her tattoo appointment.  She chose to see my tattoo artist this time, and since I consider my tattoo artist a very good friend I'm always willing to go hang out and chat with him. Added bonus of seeing my older sister writhe around in pain for a few hours (i see it as karma for all the years she did mean things to me growing up).


Now that I'm back home I have a pile of sewing projects to work on. My friends cousin came over with a suit jacket that needed to be tailored. So I fit him yesterday and started the markings and taking out the seams. I got distracted by a pitcher of margaritas so i'll be finishing that up today.
My guys ex called me with some stuff she needs mended. So I will have a bag off stuff to do small fixes to as well.
To top off the sewing mess I remembered that I have a dress I never got around to finishing, so that is on the agenda as well. I need to find green seam binding. and a fun contrasting fabric to make it look all spiffy.
Lastly on a trip to the fabric store my guy and i found some super soft tiger fabric, he wants a hoodie with ears for burning man. I have a coupon so I guess i'll go get that asap.

I have a new vintage pattern I want to give a whirl as well. looks like my spiffy sewing machine (thanks mom!) is going to get a work out over the next few days.

A crafty bitches work is never done!

Raven