Hey, obviously this thread is not meant to discourage those of us who love seafood... and yes, I'm one of them. Being from the Chesapeake Bay region, it would be a crime if I didn't.
My little guppy entered the shark coven (wherever sharks live) a little while ago. He was waiting for me and D6, as we had to go pickup D9 from the slumber party.
Well, I could hear her crying in her room, but sort of left it alone, because I knew she needed to address what is bothering her on her own... plus it would be an open invitation to R talk in front of the girls. A big no no. Without her telling me, I knew what was bothering her...
So she came downstairs with her backpack packed and a swollen face. Mr. Wonderful asked her what was wrong? She glared at him and stormed past him, slamming the door on the way out.
He, of course, looked at me. I just told him, "I think she's sick to death of living out of her backpack." He gave me a deer-in-the-headlights look and said, "OH." (My, what a brilliant comeback--and I'm sure he shouldn't have been enlightened by that statement, but he appeared to be.)
I decided not to enter that conversation, so I walked to the desk with my cookbooks--intent on making a menu and grocery list before posting. He opted to say goodbye as well.
Don't know what this means, but there was no feeding frenzy here today.
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming...
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
Well looks like the new thread is off to a GREAT start....love the whole concept.....gulp! gulp!
I was laughing so hard last night!! while I lurked.... I couldn't get on long enought to post....S23 is hogging the Comp. this weekend!
I am going to rent Nemo this afternoon...have to catch up
Couldn't help but notice the back pack dilemma....
You were soooo smart not to go into that "deep end of the pool" with your "guppy"....
Just between us....living out of the back pack is a way of life for teenage girls...maybe you can ease her distress by letting her know "the big girls" ALL do it that way ...
I haven't seen Laural without a major bag since 9th grade....and she's a third year college student now!!!
In fact when she comes home....there is a major bag.....yes she has one very large gym bag.suitcase for trips of more than four hours....even if she's only in for the day!!!
I actually still worry she is going to throw her back out carrying all that STUFF around.....
Since she was in athletics all her life....two or three bags were sometimes needed....her bookbag may be traded in for a purse when she graduates...but I wouldn't bet on it!
In fact she hardly even unpacks when she's home over break she just sorta operates out of the bag....
This is a girl that has changed her clothes at least three times a day since she was two....
We use to think she was a recreational dresser!!
I gave up when she was three trying to pick up after her....I could never tell what she ACTUALLY wore and what had just been try on clothes.....she changes he clothes if the light changes!!
She goes from cheerleading to volleyball to track and swimming...working out and dance...sometimes two or more of these activiites in a day....so tell V she needn't feel bad!!
She's just ahead of her friends...pretty soon they'll all be doing it!!
Gonna go for a run before it cools down again...got down to 4 last night brrrrrrrr...
All little fishy's that swim in the sea will get frostbitten
TTYL Trish
ps....I wanna be someone too( Nemo) ...any ideas????
Bets, don't you worry. D9 no longer has to live out of a backpack. I'm going to fly my MIL out to your place immediately and she will handle it from there. She'll run her little stupid self out the Gap and purchase a wardrobe for each of your girls - which they will leave at their fathers. Now, the catch is, she gets to own the clothes. What does that mean to you? You have to say that three times before you go to sleep (you say any variation of 'these clothes do not belong to me'). If the girls wear 'her' clothes home from their father's house, you MUST have them clean and folded in a shopping bag to send back with him the next time you see him. Otherwise you may be accused of trying to take them for yourself. Can you handle it?? Me either...but that is what happened in my stitch and I suppose S should be thanking his stars that he doesn't have to live out of a backpack!
On a serious note, I think you did just FABULOUS letting that guppy swim by. You blew some bubbles at him, but didn't bite. You rock!!
"It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere."
--Agnes Repplier, writer and historian
Mer: I have always wished my MIL hadn't died before Wolfie and I got together....until you describe your MIL and "her" cloths. That story gave me a cold shiver down the back!!
I wish I could discount Meredith's MIL story, but I can't. My ILs are miserable people too. I grew up dating guys whose mothers adored me... and my parents are both loved by the other side of the family, so I've always felt ripped off. Oh well.
Tal, I think it's okay to wish that. Chances are that Wolfie's mother wasn't like our H's mothers... ??? I have to figure only the good die young.
Hallo, my name is Bruce. It has been 3 weeks since my last fish, on my honor, or may I be chopped up and made into soup...
Trish, you can definitely be Nemo (nickname Sharkbait). In fact, you're a shoo-in for that part. Fred, you're definitely Gill...
I haven't spoken to the guppy since he left yesterday. And frankly, I'm not at all disappointed about that. For whatever reason, I find myself not feeling anything about him lately.
Of course you all know I do want him to come home. But right now, I have little expectations of him, and what ones I do have concern the girls. Oddly, I have absolutely no desire to make time in my social schedule for him.
I think I might be doing 1 of two things: letting him go to REALLY let him go or 2) my detachment is complete. I'm not sure if is a combination of both either. What I do wonder is if this is good?
Not going to dwell on that thought today, though. I've got to finish laundry, get dressed and head out to buy a locking DVD cabinet--because D6 is getting too damn independent and thinks she can do things with them once out of the case and expect them to work.
Little pissant... maybe I'll eat HER for dinner tonight.
And I need to get the guestroom a little spiffed up for my cousin's arrival on Thursday. I'm getting excited to see him, since it's been 5 years. Plus my house is sort of disorganized and messy...
So off to do a few posts and on with my day. Have a good rest of the weekend.
Betsey
"There are only 2 ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle."
Oh, shoot! I wanted to be Nemo! Why? Just thought it would be nice for someone to not necessarily be over-protective of me, but at least give a you-know-what about what is going on in my life! Have a great day, Betsey! Gonna spend my day organizing too!
Quote: Mer: I have always wished my MIL hadn't died before Wolfie and I got together....until you describe your MIL and "her" cloths. That story gave me a cold shiver down the back!!
I could never say that I wished my MIL were deceased...although I may think it from time to time .
She is really a bitter, angry and revengeful woman and to make matters worse she cases it all inside a happy, fun and laid-back demeanor. The fact that she does it so well is down right frightening.
My goal with her is to laugh at the stupid stuff that she does instead of getting pissed about it. H is to damn PA to do anything about it so getting angry doesn’t help anyone. But, if I laugh at her like the clown she is…well, then who wins at the end of the day?
"It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere."
--Agnes Repplier, writer and historian
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Me either...but that is what happened in my stitch and I suppose S should be thanking his stars that he doesn't have to live out of a backpack!
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