What ethnicity are you? Are you mixed?
I don't think I've ever uploaded a picture of my mother on the blog before, but here she is:
the other day I had someone ask me if I was mixed and then proceed to tell me how mixed babies are the most beautiful - awkward...
I think what bothers me the most is people, at least the ones I've encountered feel it's so appropriate to ask when it really isn't. Kyle has never once been approached and asked "What are you? No I mean like ethnicity?" Because he looks white even though he has Irish and German. His background plus mine reflect in Sophie who hardly looks like she has any Asian at all. In fact that doctors have labeled her as "white" in her records. I have friends who don't care if people ask them their ethnicity, but seriously I find it ruder than anything. okay sorry way overshare on that first one.
this is my dance space, this is your dance space
I am intensely uncomfortable when someone stands too close to me in a line. Like personal space please #movetenfeetaway
Had to throw in Dirty Dancing in there somewhere. Also they're dancing and there is a huge gap in between them...just saying.
would you like to add a tip? would you like to donate?
I feel like such a horrible person when a coffee shop, asks me if I'd like to tip as I'm checking out and I say no. OR WORSE when they ask me to donate money.... #ihaveakid #mycatlivesluxuriously #thatsmylunchmoney
do you have a moment to talk about Jesus?
Where I live I have a lot of Jehovah's Witnesses and it is more than uncomfortable when they ask me if I have the time to talk about Jesus when I'm dealing with a screaming toddler who wants her dinner and a cat that's trying to run out of the door.