Great Advice for the New Year
So I spent Rosh ha Shana (the Jewish New Year) with my family. We were 14 people at the dinner table. My mom made insane amounts of very tasty food. And she called her friends beforehand to wish them a happy holiday.
One of my mom's friends has a daughter named Dawn. Dawn's family still thinks she's perfect because (I assume) they don't know that she was known in high school as "the human mattress", and had multiple encounters with cocaine. Now she's doing whatever she's doing at some fancy graduate school, and is apparently dating some doctor she met on JDate.
Dawn's mom told my mom (and even more enragingly, my mom told me), that JDate is such a great resource, and wow, isn't Dawn happy dating some medical resident she met through the site. Apparently Dawn sees her Jewish doctor all the time and they don't have issues with his schedule! Yay for Dawn! Yay for her probably-ophthalmologist-in-a-not-very-competitive -program boyfriend!
I swallowed my rage (at being "advised" to do something I've already done, when I'm not ready to do it right now), and then made some self-deprecating comment about how my skin looks like an oil field lately, and I'm too embarassed to even get a facial because they'll just be horrified at the state of my pores.
So my mom says (and I kid you not!): maybe if you were having sex, you'd have clearer skin.
Posted by Dori at 3:29 PM
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Oy vey. That very same thing happened to me, except it was in Temple and done by a "friend of the family." It was also post-breakup when there was no hope of sex to clear up my skin or anything else, for that matter.
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