My Rebellion

Growing up, my parents would tell you I was stubborn, strong-willed and difficult. I was actually a straight "A" student, but I would find just about any way I could to annoy the teachers (for which I am now terribly sorry), parents and just about any authority figure. As far as school, I would argue/negotiate about getting that last point to get a perfect score on a test instead of 98%, purposely arrive to class just seconds after the tardy belly rang - stupid stuff really.



Everyone just assumed I was bored. That could be true I guess, but as an adult I still seem to have a need to not follow the ("unspoken") rules. For some reason, I feel the need to run to the "nice" grocery store in town in my toner stained college sweatshirt with shorts and sandals (in overcoat weather), not shave my legs before my "yearly" exam, not put on make-up for my driver's licence photo and in fact, purposely wear that same college sweatshirt that I had worn for my prior driver's licence photo and hang out with the men around the fish cleaning table outside vs inside with the women cooking dinner or whatever else they do in there. I could go on, but I fear I have already revealed too much.



I think it is these very characteristics that make me who I am and keep me from loosing my hair and my mind while I run a business and attempt to raise 4 kids (okay, so I have a little help from my husband). Friends, but especially family, tease me about my daughter turning out the same way I did and giving me a "run for my money." I can only hope she and I are that lucky.