Sunday, July 27, 2008
boredom brings all the boys to my blog
I was going to post this last night but was far toooo busy baking baking. Yaaawn. Still, Sunday's are quiet too. I love this song. I only know it and Milkshake, but I like 'em both. I think it's a great expression of the temporary frustration you feel at your partner from time to time. Or every day, whatever. It's a childish explosion, scrabbling to try qand put words on what you're actually feeling. When I was pregnant and my daughter was having a tough time, she told me she hated me about ten times a day. It was a bit exhausting, but I knew what she meant. I find my mental responses going to that impotent child place sometimes too. 'I hate you!' I don't, but I do right at that split second. She said it to her granny. Her granny said it back... :(
I read a worried post on Rollercoaster by a woman who's partner had shouted it at her, 'I hate you, I hate you!' - but she was having a row with him over how her inlaws were treating her, her husband was caught in the middle, and she had just thumped him and called him a shit. It was a sad little story, and I can imagine exactly how he was feeling. Chances are he didn't hate her, but he didn't have much of anywhere else to go right then.
Imagine my delight when I went to find the song on youtube, to find another of my favourite things illustrating it - Buuuuffffyyyyyyy!