oh God, i'm turning into my parents...

i'm sure that everyone has had that moment when you say something...or you look into the mirror (God forbid!!!)...or you hear your parents say something, and you know you're turning into your parents. we all just pray these moments happen when we're good and old and don't care. this weekend, i spent a good bit of time w/ my parents and i had this realization about 15x (much to my horror and chagrin). here are a few of my more entertaining findings:

#1: everyone on my mom's side is a complete nerve.

it's always been common knowledge that, in my family, the older you get the more nervous about random crap you become. for example, my grandmother sometimes gets nervous when she hears car doors shut during the day (which, somehow she can hear distant car doors slamming but not a single word being spoken on jeopardy at a volume less than 75 on the tv). my mother won't run in our suburban neighborhood by herself because she's afraid of tripping on a crack in the sidewalk and not being found for hours (she literally said that).

unfortunately i realized that i have inherited this genetic defect. on sunday morning (mind you, i had been up since 5 and this was my 2nd church service of the morning), i went to the bathroom to pee. i was wearing this pale pink dress-suit. so...i stood up after peeing and attempted to pull my dress back down, and then i panicked bc the fabric i was pulling would not go down past my hips. i immediately thought, o god, did it shrink? did it rip? what am i going to do? i had a vision of myself flashing the entire church, looks of horror illuminated on the faces of elderly ladies and small children, faces of disappointment on the pastor and all my youth. it was at this point that i realized i was tugging on my jacket and not my skirt.

needless to say, my moment of worry and panic was utterly ridiculous and unwarranted, and i was reminded once again of how i'm growing to be like my mother.

#2: not only is my family nervous, we also jump to the "worst-case-scenario" immediately.

(hahahahaha!!!)

related to #1 but slightly different. not only do we worry, but if you are an hour late, you are one of three things: bludgeoned to death on the side of the road, having a sordid affair with a bearded woman, or trapped and tortured in the basement of a madman. this may sound like an exaggeration, but i am definitely not kidding you. my grandmother recently found out someone we know is gay, and she now believes that everyone is going to become gay and that we will all be damned to hell by association (so many things wrong with that statement, i can't even count them). my mum didn't hear from me for 3 days, and thought that i had been in a terrible car accident. and of course, recently a friend of mine slept through a movie we were supposed to see. after not hearing from him for almost 24 hours, i was ready to check the obituaries. 

#3: my father is a workaholic....to no personal gain of his own.

my brother needed help w/ a project this week (aka...making a futon from scratch), and my daddy helped him all weekend. as in, they started early saturday morning...worked until 4am...and then worked most of the day on sunday...like till midnight). like most people i know, my dad is not as young as he once was (or even was 5 min ago...aren't we constantly aging?), so he was completely exhausted. why? all for my broseph. i am probably next in line for the throne (i mean to say, for the king/queen of workaholism), but i consider usually, that i'm much more selfish than my daddy. 

that's all i got for now, folks. what are some of your "oh no, i'm turning into my parents" moments??