Sunday, July 6, 2008

Sometimes it is all about how we SEE things

My husband can be so annoying. He has these all-knowing illusions.   

For instance, tonight my son called asking how to get mold off of his linen pants. He'd stuffed gym clothes in the hamper (where they should go as opposed to on the floor) and forgotten about them for a few days. One entire pant leg had grown mold. 

My husband overhears our conversation, and intervenes with well-intentioned information about lemon juice and salt and putting the pants in the sun to dry. Instead of shutting up at that point, he makes a comment alluding to how careless and irresponsible our son is. He points out that car keys have been misplaced, a cell phone crushed, and now linen pants damaged. 

 My husband then hangs up the phone, with no illusion whatsoever as to his hurtfulness. I hit redial, and calmly remind my son that his father might be allusive since this is his assessment, and perhaps there is something more going on that we need to discuss and correct.

His girlfriend has been giving him a hard time for forgetting things. He gave her a birthday card (not a gift) two weeks late. FYI: Alluding to a poor memory eludes the fact that she will have no illusions about you.

He added that she has been "picking on him" this weekend. My son continued to elude his forgetfulness claiming a hundred good reasons. 

I decide to ask him directly why he is being so elusive suggesting  that this is actually about his illusiveness

Sometimes, things slip his mind, he says, like the gym clothes and giving her a gift, not to mention the card. He doesn't understand why his dad and girlfriend are upset with him. He just wants to clean up the linen pant, and get along with them both. He's one sad fellow.

So, it falls to me, the mother to point out to him that he is under the illusion that there are no consequences for actions. You put sweaty gym clothes on linen pants in a closed place, and mold will grow. You fail to give your girlfriend a gift, or at the very least a card, for her birthday, and she will be unhappy with you. Your dad isn't going to be sympathetic, he's going to point out the obvious, matter-of-fact.

It is illusory of him to pretend otherwise. That illusiveness could well be what is eluding him from properly caring for the sweaty gm clothes and the girlfriend. It even might be why he lost his car keys. It is time, I alluded to him gently, to be open to meeting new girls.

And, I added, keep in mind that your father only alludes to being right all the time because he has illusions about himself which trip him up on a regular basis as he eludes the obvious, which is that I am the one who is usually right. 

5 comments:

Carma Dutra said...

Lisa, I think you are teaching us all a lesson on illusions and delusions of grandeur.

Wonderful post.
Carma

http://carmaswindow.blogspot.com

Lisa Kirby said...

Hi, Lisa,

Tough lessons.

Also... Mom's usually right, isn't she? :)

Ok, not always, but it's nice to think so every now and then...

Lisa Kirby
www.familyfunandfood.blogspot.com

Suzanne Lieurance said...

Lisa,

Cute article. :)

Gee. Your husband and son sound so much like MY husband and son - right down to the moldy pants and the cleaning instructions. How funny!

Suzanne
The Working Writer's Coach
http://www.workingwriterscoach.com
"When Your Pen Won't Budge, Read The Morning Nudge"

Judy said...

Hi LIsa,

Ah....life's lessons - isn't it funny how they continue on through the generations.

Thanks for the opportunity to smile at someone else's life because I know how it feels.

Take care,
Judy
http://www.localfoodconnections.com

SuseADoodle said...

FABULOUS!

Love the use of homophones and their clones!

As for the mold on the linen pants --

A couple of weeks ago I thought I was getting back into the swing of things and did a Wordless Wednesday post (photos or other pictures). Then went around visiting other bloggers who had participated. One said she just couldn't be wordless and alluded to a previous post.

I went to the post and was immediately disgusted but for some reason I did not give in to the impulse to click away. I scrolled down and finally found out what it was.

She had been out of town for a while (I'm not sure if she said but I don't remember how long if she did say). Hubby was supposed to take care of their baby while she was gone.

Getting home, she QUICKLY discovered he had done nothing at all with the diapers in the pail. (I didn't even know anyone in the world that has internet access people still use cloth diapers ...)
The diaper in the very bottom had SPROUTED -- mushrooms!

GROSS and quite puzzling.

Sorry to gross you out ...