While bonding with my mother over Swedish meatballs at Ikea today, the topic of my total FML yesterday night came up and my mother called me easy. Ummm... Ouch? Gee thanks, mom. Nice to know you think of me that way.
"You only met him in august and you're already all over him!" she said. (oh man, that sounds so vulgar, but I don't know how else to translate the Chinese).
When I asked her how long I should know a guy before it's acceptable to be "all over him", my mother replied with a furious,
"2 years!"
"Wow mom, really? that's a little extreme."
"Okay fine, maybe 2 years is a little long. At least a year."
"so wait, how about Leslie?" I asked her, "she dated when she went to England for a month and a half."
"Leslie's easy too!"
So seems that in the eyes of my mother, two of her daughters are easy.
Nice to know.
Edit: So apparently my mom called Angie easy once too. Looks like my mother raised a whole family of easy daughters. Sweet.