Looking for Mr. Hershey Bar

So okay, you may have noticed that I've been kind of quiet here recently. That's because I've been rather miserable.

As of today, I am officially single again, and I feel much better. Coincidence? I think NOT.

So here's how my dinner with Mom went tonight (timing is everything)...

Mom: What? Your boyfriend is too busy to come to dinner?

Me: He's not my boyfriend any more.

Mom: I knew it! He went on that vacation with another woman, didn't he? [Mom's 2 husbands did not give her a high opinion of male fidelity. Yes, I know my dad was one of those two men.]
Me: No, Mom. That's not it. Remember how I said I was waiting for him to decide on getting married or not? [Note: I am distilling long conversations about our different relationship issues into concrete terms she can relate to. See also: vacations without ME, above]
Me: Well, he said he doesn't want to get married [which is essentially what it boils down to in the end, even if I'm not even sure that I myself want to get married] so I broke up with him. Now I don't want to talk about it anymore.

Mom: Oh.

Mom: Well good. No sense in twisting in the wind any longer than you have to. Best to break it off sooner rather than later in that case. [Mom is very pragmatic.]
Mom: Now that you've broken up, I can tell you I always thought he was very unappreciative. [Why do people never say these things until afterward?! It is true, however, that he did not apparently appreciate ME enough.] I didn't tell you before because you'd just get upset and defensive [true] but NOW, I can tell you how I really feel!
Me: Okay Mom, I don't want to talk about this anymore, remember? [Don't worry, she got to enumerate all his faults after dinner while on the phone to my sister... none of which I could really disagree with. Heh.]

Yes, I am more than a little angry (it's easier to be angry than disappointed and upset) but that's all I'm going to say about the subject (for now).

Tomorrow, I think it will be a fine time to go pummel some clay in the studio. Benchtime awaits.

In the meantime, enjoy the funky "teardrop" drip of glaze in the bowl I just collected from the studio this week. More photos another day.

And now, on to some more angry eating... for some reason, I've been craving Hershey bars lately, even though I normally avoid them.