Being glamorous by our designated stall

It was the morning of my father’s 75^th birthday and I asked my dad what year was his happiest.  He never directly answered and we still don’t really know what happened between 1965 and 1970.  One can speculate.  My mom, on the other hand, did give a range of 45-50.  When I was asked I had no idea what was my happiest, I didn’t want to settle on the past 27 years of my life assuming I would have 60 more to choose from in the future.  But my mom being the best mom in the world answered for me, “Probably when you were living at home.”  Bingo!  She was absolutely correct.

I loved being a stay at home daughter, having a flexible or no work schedule, being the hostess with the most-ess, going to Zumba class at 10 am, and cooking gourmet-like meals for my mommy and daddy.  Mostly I loved not sharing my parents with my three siblings.  Living at home also had its challenges.  As a young college graduate you’re supposed to be working, getting your own place, taking the steps to have your own family…blah, blah, blah.  Along with the traditional expectations, you have your parents asking you about every single freaking interview and lead, how you spend your time traveling to Indianapolis to see your boyfriend, and asking your parents for money (that sucks).  I will say the absolute worst part about living at home is going out with your parents and their friends asking ,“So are you working” “What do you want to do”  “I have a friend that works at insert place you have no interest working at.  Send me your resume.” Major side eye.

Living at home also had the great benefit of bonding with my Mom.  Learning from each other, figuring out who really is the Mommy (still debatable), and sharing moments of laughter were the highlights of this time-period.  Hence Mommy and Me was created.

We hope you enjoy this blog as we reminisce, discuss money, work, and life. Join us as we go where the wind takes and embark on new adventures!

-Me