Vacation with Mom Part Deux

Things i learned this trip:

• I AM STILL A BIG JERK. Seriously, i think i've progressed so much, more patient with people at work and friends and such, more laid back, not as demanding, and then BAM. In steps mother of jerk for not even a week and i'm impatient, demanding, claustrophobic, insisent on getting my way (even if only in my head), and downright bitchy when woken at unexpected or unwanted times.
• My husband, whoever he may be, will have his manly guitar playing hands full with me. I'm no treat to live with. Mess with my routine, space, or sleep, and all qualities worth loving in me burrow deep. He'll have to dig.
• There's nothing like your mom. Two decades plus a few years down, and she still just makes me feel wanted.
• Kissing parents on the lips is just weird ::shudder::
• I'm not old enough to know all the details of my parents' divorce.
• I never will be.
• I may have gotten my hippieishness from my mom. She's conservative in every sense of the word, but she finds little ways to rebel like always wearing more than one necklace and loves bold floral patterns and shirt dresses.
• I appeared depressed to my parents for my last few years of high school. Funny thing was, i was SO happy. I spent most of my time in my room, watching tv, hanging out with my mathlete and drama club/choir friends, and talking to my awesome then-boyfriend, Kyle :)
• I need my sister.