An Unsouthern Tradition

Day 3

I've lived in The South for almost my entire life.  I grew up in the house that my grandparents built and I currently live only 3 min away from that same house.  My oldest child attends the same school as my dad, brother and I went to.  I was raised to be a W.A.S.P. and I have rejected that hardcore.  A lot of the girls I grew up with have stayed on that same track and I now see wedding posts, engagement posts, and baby announcements on a weekly basis.  Facebook is a great way to both keep up with people and hate yourself a little bit at the same time.  From watching the way these women present themselves and their lives I've learned that I was never cut out for that life style.  I don't look good as a blonde, I almost never wear makeup, I find most of the things they post a giant waste of money and time and energy, South Beach is dumb, and I just can't "people" they way they do.  As wives and parents these women are totally rocking it so I'm not all judgmental up in here but I personally just can't.  Their kids all wear matching Lily Pulitzer outfits and they have these grand photoshoots for every occasion.  I'm lucky if I can scrounge around and find my iphone for a couple of dumb pictures with my friends for an entire evening out (which happens like once every 3 months).  I take a lot of pictures of my kids when we're hanging out but its just like regular family pictures or pictures of my daughters hair that I've done a good job on.  These women have made careers out of presenting themselves and their families as perfect.  Never an unmanicured nail or hair out of place or screaming child meltdown to be seen.  I'm sometimes jealous of all this but mostly just exhausted for them.  It can't be fun or easy to always be on.  I can't even date a guy for more than a few months I can't imagine being my age and married and having to make plans with my other married friends and host dinner parties and go to country club functions.   

Like shoot me.

I would much rather eat couch pizza  and hang around in my underwear all day by myself.