Moms know everything, right? Well, maybe not everything, but they sure do come in handy sometimes with really good bits of advice. My Mom is always chiming in with her two cents, whether they were solicited or not, but the one that I always remember the best is one that was passed on from her Mom: “In order to be a good liar, you have to have a good memory.” And she always emphasizes the second good, like “gooooood memory”. Now don’t get her wrong, she by no means condones lying. In fact, she’s trying to deter it by reminding you that you don’t have a perfect memory so you better watch out what fibs you tell because you might say something later down the line that contradicts a lie you’ve previously told. Pretty good point, right?
What are some of your Mom’s favorite pearls of wisdom?
I have one that’s the complete opposite of a pearl of wisdom: “You’re cruisin for a bruisin, mister.” It wasn’t until much later in life that I actually thought about how hard my mother would’ve had to smack me to actually bruise me. I guess it worked subconsciously though.
“If you have to do something, you might as well do it well.” When I was 12 I got lumbered as the fairy in a school pantomime. I was crushed. My mum made me the best costume and I walked away with an prize for my performance. Screw you, Darren Davis!
The only other one was “don’t get mad, get even”. We’re big on revenge, us Irish.
Invest in appropriate foundation garmets. You never really know what something looks like until you try it on. Don’t lie or smoke. The F word is NOT ladylike. In marriage, pick your battles.
And my favorite and the one I still hear most often: EAT SOMETHING!
My mother always said, “You can’t get shit from a wooden rocking horse.” What she meant was “Don’t expect too much from him.”
I CAN’T BELIEVE I MISSED THIS POST! I was in orlando on vacation.
My mom used to give my sister all kinds of weird advice on boys.
For a breakup: “Men are like buses. One comes every fifteen minutes you just have to choose which one you want to ride.”
seriously
and Never date a guy who can pick you up over his head. Because if he can do that, he can probably throw you.
other than that, my mom would always find a way to use song lyrics as advice. We were a very musical family.
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“You don’t want to be an archaeologist. They don’t make any money.” So at 12, I decided to become a veterinarian instead. Now I’m trying to figure out what to be next. I suppose I could go back to archaeologist.