my mom and I had a fight...

We were making the pies for the Christmas Eve dinner tomorrow. I was making the Oreo cookie pie and she was making a double layer chocolate Oreo cookie pie. she insisted that I needed two packages of the Oreo cookie pudding to make my pie and I told her that a didn't. she got angry because she was then left without a second layer for her chocolate Oreo cookie pie, but I still insisted that I would not need the second package and that she could use it. Well, I made my pie and just as I had suspected I did not need the second package. She took one look at it and again insisted that I did need it and told me to make the second package and then we would split it.

So I did that and then she, for whatever reason, felt that I would need more than her and didn't take enough pudding for her second layer. I took only about an extra spoonful to finish my pie and told her that she could use the rest of it for her second layer only she told me that I still needed more and now her pie was ruined. I didn't think her pie was ruined. There was plenty left for her to finish her second layer, but she wouldn't do it. She stormed out of the kitchen and into her room claiming that she is always wrong no matter what she does and that I think she's stupid.

For one thing, I never called her stupid. Nor did I say she was wrong, I only insisted she use the rest of the pudding for her second layer and that my pie was fine just the way it is. What did I do wrong???

I used the rest of the pudding to finish her second layer. I had a little left over so I used the rest of it for mine since she thought it needed more. Now I think they both look perfect, but she's still in her room. What the hell?

Hug

run away from home.

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I thought pie fights only happened in Silent Comedies...


(Seriously, I think, as LF suggested, your Mom just needs a little "cooling-off" time. Just let her be for a while is the way I'd go.)

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i'm sure that ian mckellan could help you on your journey

My mom stresses out so much during the holidays. Last night, she yelled at me for no reason, and then randomly told me that I would fail all my classes, not get a job, and wouldn't be accepted into any colleges.

It'll pass.

Mothers become wretched during the holidays. I was actually going to start a thread dedicated to it, but it seems you've beaten me to it. Since Friday, I have haunted the Vancouver malls every day for at LEAST 5 hours per day because she has to deliberate for an hour over which pair of socks to buy (sports or pants? black or white? happy faces? kittens? ankle socks? designer?), why the clothes MUST be made in Canada ("Why buy the relatives something they can get in the US?" ---can't EVERYTHING be found in the US?), which Barbie accessories to get (those horrors are a thread in and of itself) and why I should stop threatening to kick my aunt in the box if she calls me fat. Which she will. And I will.

Needless to say, my credit card's been maxed because of the relatives coming from out of town, but I saved money not having to buy the parents any presents!

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Updated On: 12/23/04 at 10:30 PM

why cant a house fall on annyoing relatives

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because Harris, real life isnt like the Wizard of Oz.

really?

Mothers and their children have tiffs everyonce and awhile. My mom and I did have a somewhat minor tiff with my mom where she was making fudge and I was writing a paper at the same time

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Every Christmas for me was a dysfunctional one. My mother always threw some sort of tantrum over the smallest thing. I think she herself had an awful childhood Christmas experience. I haven't spent Christmas at home in over 10 years.

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I love you kitten, baby!

Holidays stress people out.
Don't worry.
I'm sure your mother will be back to normal soon.

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