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Cathy Classics by Cathy Guisewite for May 10, 2010
May 09, 2010
May 11, 2010
Transcript:
Cathy: Before Mother's Day, I overate because I was nervous that I'd overeat when I was with my mom. While I was with mom, I overate because I was disgusted that I'd over-eaten before I saw mom. After mom left, I overate because I was miserable that I'd wasted so much time before and during my visit with mom overeating! Incredibly, all I can think right now is how much I deserve a little snack.
lightenup Premium Member almost 15 years ago
Go for a walk, Cathy. You’ll feel better. Don’t start the vicious cycle again.
Lyons Group, Inc. almost 15 years ago
We’re about to start the vicious cycle again with these spammers!
lewisbower almost 15 years ago
Had a similar problem with alcohol. Guess what? It wasn’t Mom’s fault.
mrslukeskywalker almost 15 years ago
I wonder if she had an article for that in the pile of “well meaning advice”?
Josh, we know about the spammers. Just flag them.
doit almost 15 years ago
She snacks, therefore, she is.
Large.
lindz.coop Premium Member almost 15 years ago
There is ALWAYS a reason to overeat!
avonsalis almost 15 years ago
Those of us who don’t overeat, and who aren’t all that close to anyone who does, have a hard time imagining how totally the topic could dominate the thoughts and lives of so many.
After hundreds of times of hearing Cathy say, albeit in hundreds of ways, that she overeats, I’m no longer one bit entertained by it.
Nothing about maternal over-mothering, or the domestic male-female disconnect, is inherently any funnier - but I can relate to those, since I live surrounded by females only (household, parents, in-laws). I’m constantly amused reading the strip on those days.
Boring / hilarious? It’s the same Cathy either way. How odd.
ellisaana Premium Member almost 15 years ago
For the last 20 years before my Mom died, we had a wonderful, adult relationship. She and I got along better than she did with either of my sisters. A few years ago, she said she thought we got along so well because we worked all the kinks out years before. I was the worst, most obstinate child and a totally rebellious teenager.