Ok I will admit – I am definitely that person that can now say ‘my mom was always right.’

How annoying was it when we were younger and she thought she was right but we just knew she was definitely wrong???

I’m just glad that I found out the truth sooner rather than later. Once she said to me ‘no matter where you go and what you do, someone there will always know your mother’ and that certainly scared the bejesus out of me. In many situations I STILL look around and silently wonder ‘which one of you here knows my mother?’ In some instances there was someone around that knew my mother…which annoyed scared me even more because she was right!

The big ones that she was right about?

My Own Phone.

Ohmigosh-goodness-gracious did I want my own phone so, so badly. And no, we aren’t talking about cell phones here. Those barely existed. I just wanted a phone in MY room. And I also wanted my own phone line. My own personal number. Because apparently when I was 10 years old we had a money tree in our front yard.

I’m not sure where that came from – I went to a VERY small school with the same 25 kids (give or take 2) from kindergarten to 8th grade. I don’t recall any of them having their own phone line. Maybe DJ from Full House had her own line? I’m guessing I saw it on TV at some point when I was secretly trying to watch trash on HBO.

There was a bright pink, clear telephone at Radio Shack that I prayed I would open on Christmas morning for about 6 years. I never got it. And thank goodness I didn’t because I can’t imagine how many hours of my life I would have wasted away in my room on my phone. Probably talking to people I shouldn’t be and making plans that I shouldn’t be making.

Thank goodness we have the internet to do that for us now.

Co-ed Sleepovers

Who in the world came up with this one? A bunch of 15-17 year olds sleeping together in the same room at the threshold of raging horomones? WHY? I am so glad I was never, ever, ever allowed to participate in this. I am so glad my youth was preserved. I could not for the life of me understand why my parents wouldn’t let me go. If I was going to do anything, I could do it somewhere, sometime in the middle of the day. That was my argument. Why couldn’t I go to an innocent sleepover with boys AND girls?

Am I crazy for thinking this already at age 26? Does this make me ‘uncool?’ If so, I really don’t care because I am so glad my parents never condoned such a thing.

Happy Meals

Growing up we rarely went out to eat as a family. My mom would cook almost every night, and her and my dad would usually have a ‘date’ night on the weekend (I love that about them), which meant we had a babysitter and powdered macaroni and cheese. I remember BEGGING for a Happy Meal. Maybe because I wanted the toy, or just wanted some fries, but either way, we only got one a couple times a year. Maybe 4? I felt so deprived. Wow, am I glad she was right about this one.


It’s true, my mom really has no idea what ‘whole wheat’ means. She doesn’t understand why my dad doesn’t spread butter on white bread with dinner, or eat white pasta or breaded chicken. She never cooked unhealthy, she just never jumped on the whole wheat bandwagon. She always said real butter was the best. She never ate large quantities, and just eats it occasionally.

And she doesn’t look like she eats butter all day.


This probably came from my grandmother, who practically bathed in butter, lard and bacon grease. See, I’m telling you it’s genetic. But, I think most of us can agree with this one – I’d rather eat a bit of real butter than use a giant tub of the fake stuff.


About 2 weeks before 7th grade, I asked my mom if I could shave my legs. For some reason, I was SCARED TO DEATH to ask this question. I wrote about it in my diary for months before I asked. I guess I was afraid of the rejection? So weird. After I mustered up the courage, I finally asked one day while she was outside watering her flowers. She said no. She said it was such a pain to shave, and once you start, you always have to do it.

I am not italian, but you would guess otherwise. My hair is dark brown, so I finally become self concious about this as I was reaching 7th grade. Which apparently is very strange, since girls shave their legs now in…..what? 4th grade? Yep, I’m a huuuuge dork.

Anyway, I rebelled. I planned it out. And I woke up super early on the first day of 7th grade, stole a razor and some shave gel, and shaved my legs. I also wore a skirt. Did I think she was stupid? She didn’t say anything for a few months, but eventually she just casually asked if I was and I responded ‘yes.’ Obviously she was right – is it not one of the biggest pains?


French Fries and Gravy.


Growing up she always mentioned how amazing french fries and gravy were together. I thought this was so gross. We never had them and she never ate them around us. In fact, I don’t think she’d had them since college. I once ordered a side of fries and a side of gravy in college, too. Have you ever had this? O. M. G.

Order it today. Just make sure you don’t attempt to try on your skinny jeans.

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45 Responses to “6 Things My Mom Was Right About.”

  1. #
    Julie @savvyeats — October 4, 2009 @ 3:38 pm

    This might be the sweetest post ever. Very fitting for your blog title. Love it!


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    eatingmachine — October 4, 2009 @ 3:45 pm

    French fries and gravy ARE amazing-it’s a fairly normal thing in canada (costco’s food court there has ’em)


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    kingofnewyorkhacks — October 4, 2009 @ 4:13 pm

    French Fries …Gravy…topped with Mozzarella Cheese. Pretty much on every diner menu here in the big apple !


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    traveleatlove — October 4, 2009 @ 4:22 pm

    Soooo right about real butter. Nothing is better! My great grandparents ate bacon grease and bread and lived into their 90’s, but I also think they were a lot less lazy than we are today.
    Haha. . . I totally wanted a clear phone too! Ah, how our parents survived us!


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    Michelle — October 4, 2009 @ 4:25 pm

    I LOVED this post!! Made me smile, because you are so right! And so is Mom :)


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    Abby — October 4, 2009 @ 4:29 pm

    HAHA what a super post!! Mom is always right.. somehow we turned out okay! TOTALLY with ya on the phone thing. DJ had that red “lips” phone, I believe? I always always wanted one as well. They had those crazy 80s ones that were see through and you could totally see the inside wiring? lol so silly. ;)


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    Abby — October 4, 2009 @ 4:30 pm

    K just re-read you totally talked about the “clear” phone..lol. At least we are on the same page!


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    christie, honoring health — October 4, 2009 @ 6:10 pm

    Oh, man, this post is so dag on true! Though my mom and I lives miles apart, she is still often right about so many things. Now, if I could just convince my younger sister of that :D


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    traynharder23 — October 4, 2009 @ 7:03 pm

    OHHH my mom was so like UH UH with the sleepovers…co-ed or not. it’s like SHE KNEW guys would come after 10 pm…..sadness. or YAY!?

    thanks= stream of consciousness- THUMBS UP!


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    carascravings — October 4, 2009 @ 7:11 pm

    Jessica, you are not alone, I also started shaving my legs in gr. 7…I had so many boys teasing me about it, so I caved, and stole a razor from my older sister…Ha! Funny memories.


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    veggiebooty — October 4, 2009 @ 7:54 pm

    Hahaha, I love this – so sweet! And I can totally relate: Adam says every day I become more and more like my mom, especially in regards to my eating habits. And yeah, I also wanted my own line, as though either of my parents or little brother ever really used the line we had!

    Thank you for making me smile :-)


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    Heather @ Health, Happiness, and Hope — October 4, 2009 @ 8:12 pm

    I just love this post Jessica! OMG, I had the exact same issue with shaving my legs. I was scared to death to talk to my mom about it. I honestly thought I was the last girl in the world to shave them. ;)

    French fries and gravy??? Nope, never tried it, but oddly enough it sounds pretty good!



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    The Candid RD — October 4, 2009 @ 8:33 pm

    I love this post. I should do one of my own, but of course it would have to be 15 things my mom was right about! For starters, I never should have clipped my bangs on top of my head with a bobby pin (haha). I look at pictures and I wonder how anyone let me leave the house. She tried to tell me, I ignored it!


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    Katie — October 4, 2009 @ 10:01 pm

    Haha this is hilarious and I can relate to almost everything you said. Isn’t it funny what “perspective” that 10 years can give a girl?!


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    Naomi (onefitfoodie) — October 5, 2009 @ 9:31 am

    hahaha this is such a great post, Jess! I wanted my own phone line for ever!!! and I wanted that phone that was see through adn the cords were different colored inside. I finally did get my own phone line but it never did me any ggood because all my friends still called my house number haha oh boy!

    never tried the fries and gravy! seems like I was missing out! haha


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    lowandbhold — October 5, 2009 @ 9:51 am

    Awww I can relate to so much of this post, especially the phone thing. However, my brother got his own phone/phone line so they had to give me one. Then once I got it I realized it wasn’t everything I dreamed it to be.

    My mom’s rule about shaving was that I couldn’t shave my legs until I had hair under my arms. Like you I have really dark hair so I monitored my pits like crazy. I remember I was at my grandma’s one day and called my mom to inform her I found armpit hair. Haha, it’s so funny to think back about what used to be so important to us.

    And, french fries and gravy is AMAZING. Smart woman ;)


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    That Kind of Girl — October 5, 2009 @ 10:17 am

    Awwww, I loved this post! What a sweet tribute! Clearly you guys have a wonderful relationship.

    Also, the idea of writing in your diary for months before broaching the subject of leg-shaving! Too funny!

    I didn’t even ask my mom about it: I just stole one of my dad’s disposable Bics the night before fifth grade. Unfortunately, I had no concept that with leg-shaving, as with spray-painting, multiple light passes are better than one heavy one. Turns out a huge swath of scabbed-over leg: not the best fashion statement to complement tween angst.


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    Barbara — October 5, 2009 @ 11:29 am

    Great post! I’m lots older than you, but we all went through the same thing- with slightly different details. Weird, isn’t it?


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    Ashley — October 5, 2009 @ 12:15 pm

    Aw, such a great post! I am going to forward this to my mom. So cute and so true =)


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    Kristen @ Simply Savor — October 5, 2009 @ 12:18 pm

    i love this post!! and FRENCH FRIES + GRAVY are my absolute favorite! your momma was a smart lady ;)


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    lisaou11 — October 5, 2009 @ 5:36 pm

    loved the one about shaving! I was TERRIFIED to tell my mom I wanted to shave too!


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    TinaFromTexas — October 5, 2009 @ 7:51 pm

    I absolutely love this post! I’m only 1 year younger than you and I’ve already had that ‘aha’ moment where I realize how grateful I am that my parents never let me hang out with boys alone. I’m so glad I was spared the certain evil of hormonal young boys! So you’re not uncool…or maybe we both are??? ;)


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    Kristy — October 5, 2009 @ 8:24 pm

    I am new to your blog, and I am pretty sure you hooked me in with this post… I wanted my own phone like DJ had in Full house, was mortified when all my friends were shaving their legs and I was not allowed and discovered the gravy and fries secret while living temporarily in the south… keep writing! you’re hysterical!


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    Kelly — October 5, 2009 @ 10:27 pm

    OMG i had to beg my mom to let me shave my legs! that and a million other things, like let my nails grow long. i’m not sure why i never did it on my own, and it scares the shit outta me that morgan will one day defy me, bc seriously, how easy was it for you to shave your legs even though your mom told you no? maybe my mom can give me her secret some day…

    ps ~ one thing my kids will NEVER have until they drive…a cell phone! i think it’s ridicilous that 8 year olds are walking around texting their friends. i’m sure i’ll get hell for it, but hopefully one day morgan will appreciate it as much as you appreciate all the things your mom never let you do :)


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    dailygoods — October 6, 2009 @ 10:52 am

    i <3 this post. it cracks me up. even now when i'm like ugh i should probably shave my legs… my mom always goes.. SEE?? i told you you shouldn't way back when, and you just hadddd to! haha.


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    Menden @ Skinny Menny — October 6, 2009 @ 11:09 am

    I love this post! I can relate to so much of what you wrote about here! Especially the phone (The clear one that lit up when it rang and you could see all the wires inside, right?!?!!). I wanted to shave my legs when I was like 10, and my mom was mortified. I totally shaved them in secret and then got in the BIGGEST trouble. Oh, and I threw a huge hissy fit about not being allowed to go to co-ed “sleepovers” too! Now I guess my mom can say “I told you so” to me ;)


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    greg — October 12, 2009 @ 10:41 am

    I had to read it and it does not matter what age you are most things don’t change, I cant get over my kids lives (12-15) cell phones, lap tops, i pods, etc. they even have there own rooms which I never had. you seem to have turned out all right so it was all good


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    Kelly — December 30, 2010 @ 10:29 pm

    I know I’m very late in reading this but you just linked to it in your post tonight. I love this post. My mom was right about soooo many things that I did not give her credit for until now. My mom said the same thing to me about shaving when I asked in 6th grade. I think I ended up convincing her. I will say though, I’m not going to say no to my daughter about this. Middle school is a hard time and the last thing you need is hairy legs to make you stand out. Even if shaving is annoying, I’m still glad I started when I did :)


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    suenndy — January 1, 2011 @ 3:47 am

    Wow I’m 55 years old but I think you just might have been raised by my Mother. And that would make you one very lucky girl. Great post.


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    Liz — January 2, 2011 @ 10:21 pm

    Co-Ed sleepovers were something I just never told my parents about. We would go over to one of our friend’s houses who had the entire third floor to himself (he was the youngest child by like 12 years). His room had this really strange floor plan where only one of the rooms was actually all walled in. I am pretty sure the whole floor could sleep like 20. And he also had a fire poll in his room that went directly down to the kitchen. We would all spend the night and then wake up the next morning and slide down the fire poll and sneak out the back door. No joke.


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    Lauren — February 16, 2011 @ 5:40 am

    Nothing is better than Potato Patch Fries and Gravy except for their Cheese and Bacon Fries.


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    Shawna — April 26, 2011 @ 1:11 pm

    I’m pretty sure that my mom was the same way about Happy Meals. We rarely ate fast food, so when I was in high school, man I went to TOWN on some McDonalds. Almost every day.

    Now I can’t stand the stuff. I’ll make my own cheeseburgers, thank you very much.


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    Erika — May 7, 2011 @ 12:46 pm

    My mom was totally the same way about shaving! And I stole her’s as well, but then snagged the skin under my knee with the razor and had a giant gaping hole in my leg. That’s sort of hard to hide, especially when it won’t stop bleeding!

    And I agree, shaving is a pain.


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    Lynne — May 7, 2011 @ 1:55 pm

    a beautiful tribute to your mom.
    I’m feeling that I should go out and buy some more butter. ;-)


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    Elena @ GagaForGrapefruit — May 7, 2011 @ 3:27 pm

    i ADORE this post :) so true! and each of these applies to my childhood, with the exception of the fries and gravy. i’ve never tried that before! (except i just saw it on the bachelor a couple months ago)(embarrassed)


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    Amanda — May 7, 2011 @ 4:05 pm

    I love this post. There’s something so innocent about it, recalling the past, and knowing that our parents were right about things we SWORE were wrong.

    I remember when I first shaved my legs. I didn’t shave my under arms for a while, I was so nervous doing that.

    French fries and gravy is amazing. Especially home made. ALL home made. And add some mozzarella cheese … yes I’m Canadian, and it’s called a poutine. Try it. Do it.


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    Deanna — May 8, 2011 @ 12:10 pm

    Your post is so sweet. I have tears in my eyes!! I’m visiting my parents for mother’s day weekend and I’m gonna go give my mom the hugest huge right now. The phone story memory is so relatable. Oh and let me just say, I made a cake for dessert today that had four sticks of butter…mom sure does know her stuff cuz real butter is like liquid gold!!!


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    Erin — May 9, 2011 @ 6:32 am

    I LOVE LOVE LOVE these little stories!! I was in the same boat of my mother knowing someone everywhere I went. And can I also add how did she always know where I was?? I would be at a friend of a friend’s house (who I didn’t even know)and the phone would ring…”Erin it’s for you, it’s your mom!” Then I would always get in trouble for not telling her where I was for the afternoon!!! How do they do that!?!


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    Lisa — May 9, 2011 @ 3:34 pm

    I love this blog too! I also am way older than you, but my mom taught me many things and I hope I have taught my 23 yr old daughter, and 20 year old son a few things. It’s funny they have already thanked me for not letting them do certain things. All moms have something good about them, even the bad ones. Thanks for all your entertainment, love to open my gmail and see something from you!!


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    Jessica — October 4, 2009 @ 4:43 pm

    OMG this sounds amazing.


  41. #
    Jessica — October 4, 2009 @ 4:43 pm

    Same with mine! 2 of my grandparents are atill alive, but the other 2 lived into their late 80s and 90s.


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    Jessica — October 4, 2009 @ 4:44 pm

    Abby – that is the EXACT clear phone I wanted!!! The one that you could see ALL the wires. So cool. And I forgot about DJ’s lip phone!



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