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Sunday, October 5, 2008

Omega Ways

I took some flack for my last post because it appeared I was criticizing Omega for not knowing geography.  That's not quite the way it is.  I love that girl to death but frankly I am not at all sure that we share any DNA. 

See, it doesn't matter that she was around this summer when Marial and I planned our Tahoe trip.  Or that I talked about it oh, probably 13 bajillion times before we left.  Or that she was around when all the preparations were made.  No, in spite of all that apparent exposure, she never once thought to ask 'Where is Lake Tahoe?'  I would bet that HAD she been taken along, she would not even have thought to crack a map along the way.  And when we crossed that border and saw the big 'Welcome to California' sign, she would have been just as shocked as when she read that sweatshirt! 

Maybe I'm just more curious than necessary.  Maybe I'm too concerned about what's going down around me.  I admit, I might have an overgrown nosy gene but how did I raise such an oblivious child?

Her new role as driver has given me a few more wrinkles.  You cannot tell her to exit the freeway at 45th,  go west to 23rd, and stop at H-boulevard.  No, it has to be: exit off the fancy bridge, go down the hill, turn at the gas station with the big green sign, and stop right after the rickety fruit stand.  Street signs?  They're probably just for the mailman.

But her oblivity is not limited to geography.  Omega has been very good friends with Rocki for over 3 years.  Rocki's parents own a business.  Omega has NO IDEA what type of business it is. I know what it is because I sat with Mr & Mrs Rocki at a banquet and the subject came up.  It's not anything obscure or difficult to understand.  I'm sure if Omega asked Rocki, she would tell her but, here's the part that baffles me, Omega has never thought to ask the question!!  And she can't understand why she should care.

There were times when she would attend her sister's basketball games and appear to pay rapt attention to every play.  She would cheer and shout encouragement to her sister, definitely following the action, but when asked what the final score was or *gasp* who even won, and she would just smile sheepishly. 

One time when Alpha and Omega were about 8 and 6 years old, I demanded that one of them confess to some damage done in the bathroom.  I told them that they couldn't play outside until I found out who did it.  Omega finally confessed and off they went.  As I stood by the bedroom window I overheard Alpha ask Omega why told me she did it.  Omega's shocked response was "Didn't I?"  No, she didn't, Alpha had done it but since she didn't jump in and own up to it, Omega assumed she must have done it herself... and forgotten. 

As I've mentioned before, blonde or not, Omega is no dummy.  She has a high school GPA that probably exceeds both Homer's and mine put together.  She has no problem recalling complicated dance routines and can recite mathematical equations with the same practiced rote of a hockey mom in a national debate.   Just don't ask her when the election is or where she and her friends went for dinner last night because not only might she not know the answers but she will look at you pitifully and wonder why your life is so empty that you would care. 

She may have a point there but I think I have determined that Omega runs her head like she runs her life.  Her bedroom is virtually clutterless.  Not to say it's clean but everything that's in her closet or on her floor or draped over the bed is something she needs and uses.  If something doesn't fit or just doesn't please her, she will pack it up and give it away.  Toys?  Long gone.  Memorabilia?  Forget it.  The girl even has one totally empty dresser drawer.  I know!  She should totally be forfeiting her woman-card.

homecoming 027So maybe that's it.  Maybe she just tosses everything out of her head that she doesn't need.  I guess that's cool... for her.  But I still think I might've brought home the wrong baby.  Anyone out there have a 16-year-old tall, goofy, clutterish daughter that doesn't fit in their family? 

If so... too bad for you.

15 comments:

TwiBitch said...

Ho ho. Funny again Jane! But very possibly very true. GiGo. Garbage in, garbage out. Of the brain that is. She's got a clean harddrive! ;)

BTW, I posted my first Blogger entry since last Christmas. You're right! WLW handled images just fine thank you. Maybe this will be my turning point.

Jeankfl said...

I know the problem.. We have one of those.. but he's male!! One of my cousin's is a certified genius.. but a dodo brain when it comes to anything else!!LOL Sometimes we just need to accept they're a freak of nature, and enjoy them!!

Tracie said...

But she's cute, what else is there? Actually Boo is alot like this too, her grades are great but sometime I don't think the dots connect. LOL

Shanna said...

Geez she's too cute for her own good! It's awesome though that she's super smart. She'll start to care when she gets older I bet and the small details become more interesting. LOL ;)

BBB said...

She sounds a lot like my oldest niece. Brainy for sure, but no common sense.

One thing for sure though, is that she is sure a P.R.E.T.T.Y. girl!!

stephanievaus said...

Why has it taken me THIS long to figure out where you are??? Is everyone going blogger/blogspot on me? Anyway, I've got a 16-year-old tall, sometimes goofy, sometimes brilliant child. But I'm sure she's ours. I must have zero genes because she looks so much like Hubby.

Anonymous said...

What that I should have such problems? (Said with a Yiddish accent.) Sounds like you have a winner there who prioritizes a lot differently than you do. I like that she is her own person! g

MizAngie said...

I envy her ability to organize and minimize. She would stick out like a sore thumb in my family - but the one with whom she was switched at birth would be right at home! We're all a bunch of hoards and hoardmongers.

Joan said...

Well you know what they say about the really intelligent people - they have no common sense! See that's it!
Noanie

Frana said...

Ha ha! Well it's good she keeps the important things!
Warm hug, Frana

Kat said...

I think the least of your worries are her clutterless brain after looking at that picture! You've made some beautiful girls there Mrs. Jane!

sleepdeprivedmomma said...

Yep, sounds like she's got a very utilitarian brain. God bless her. I'd love to shut the manic chatter in my head down for a while. I wonder sometimes if I am internally skitzo. I mean, I don't THINK I show outward symptoms . . .

Laoch of Chicago said...

Knowing what you need to know is a valuable skill.

Hilary said...

My husband is exactly like that! He is incredibly intelligent, but I could discuss something 15 times around him/with him and he might still look up at me and ask "what is that?/where are we going?/who did you just meet?" *sigh* He claims he only pays attention or remembers if its important to him... :)

Your daughter is amazingly beautiful! You must be a proud momma!

R U Serious?? said...

Jane? Trust me.... I know better than to use that whistle on my wife. As far as Italy?? I don't really traveling, a 24-hour flight sounds like torture, there's ALOT of walking and my feet couldn't take it plus, the two people going with her (450lb ex-Monk snd a 15 year-old boy with ADD) both drive me crazy!!! I'll stay here and bask in my freedom.

Loved your post. Your daughter sounds like my wife except for organized part. Love your new place!!

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