Hey, grandpa! Stop comparing your grandchildren. Love the kid on the couch. Just because one grandchild is not checking off all the boxes that YOU deem to be the “right” ones doesn’t mean she is “wrong.” Let her have her own d@mn boxes and do what she wants. She’s 24 years old! And maybe she doesn’t want to get married because she’s had the privilege of witnessing you treat her grandmother like a doormat her entire life, you mysogenisitic, narcissistic jerk.
Money is important. It’s worth a few sacrifices. How do we convince her?
An acquaintance of mine on Facebook who is on family vacation is one of those persons who likes to post pics incessantly during expensive family vacations showing everyone what a great time her and her husband and kids are having. Third day into vacation a good friend of hers dies back home in tragic car accident. She posts how sad and sorry she is for the loss of her “close friend”. Then an hour later she is back to posting incessantly as her family vacation continues uninterrupted. I’d like to say how rude and inconsiderate you are to not have the common respect and decency to take a break and refrain from posting happy pics --for at least a day or two—after your close friend dies. Obviously I see the “hurt” you must feel over the loss of your “close” friend. Stop your hypocracy and show some real remorse for this friend who, while not your closest friend, was someone who I know was important in your life. And stop being so narcissistic with all your daily 24/7 family vacation pics! Nobody really cares to see more than a few (if even that many) daily postings of your family vacations!
A thanks would have been nice. Speaking more than a handful of words the entire time you were here would have been nice. I hope this “phase” or whatever it is passes soon.
[Color=red][size=16]I told you so!
First you carelessly do something that you have been asked, very clearly, not to do.
Then you “make it right” by putting all of the blame on the victim of your behavior.
Seriously?
You act like a little boy caught red handed but unwilling to own up to your behavior and the fall out of
your self centered act.
The line is out the door, but you take up a table for 4 by yourself. Then sit there for 20 minutes reading your phone after you are done eating.
Real considerate.
Where’s the “ugly and expensive thread” when I need it?! I wouldn’t pay $10 for those! Yikes.
It’s great to be strong and able to handle things on your own but sometimes it’s good to ask for help. This is too big a problem to handle on your own. Please just ask.
Ok, I know you’re a single parent with multiple children who having learning difficulties with one so severe he requires 24/7 care from you so you have difficulties holding down a job.
However, you need to understand constantly asking others for help, especially considering you’ve had a long history of not showing gratitude and worse, getting angry at some for “not helping enough” isn’t likely to make us more receptive to helping you. Especially when you also mention spending hundreds of dollars on non-essentials like video games and toys your current finances can’t afford.
And it’s doubly disappointing when you’re not only much older than me, but also have the benefit of an education from a respectable/elite college and have very marketable skills which could be exercised in a work-from-home arrangement very easily. And I know it because I have several other clients who have worked on such a basis successfully for 2+ decades while raising several children…including some with the same learning disabilities requiring 24/7 care.
Dear sweet husband, i appreciate your consideration in dropping me off at the storefront when I run in to pick up stuff whilst you wait in the car, but I hate being that car that blocks everyone even for a few seconds, and more than that, how am I supposed to maximize my fitbit steps when you keep driving me to the door. I casually say you can just park and avoid the crush, but you want to be sweet, so how do I get you to stop without hurt feelings? Dude, I want the exercise!
Sabotage. Don’t know what else to call it.
go watch tv downstairs so i can go to sleep when i need to
Note to self. Christmas is just another day in the grand scheme of life. Stop your pity party, you have so much to be grateful for.
So it was a really fun party.
I actually finally understand how you (D) manage to get me to do the work while you “suggest” things.
Every year I say no and every year I end up going for it. It rather irritates me but I always feel that
it is not worth making an issue out of.
This year 12 was a great number ( unlike 18!). And yet you did try to add one more on at the
last minute! But I have grown wise and said no. Every time in the past we have had dinner party you add and add on until all of MY plans for food or seating has to completely change.
How can you justify your actions after being told directly not to divulge confidential information? You should be ashamed of yourself.
Finally, it is the last day of the year.
Goodbye 2016, don’t let the door hit you on the way out…or on second thought, do… =D>
The prediction for Thursday’s storm was 4 to 8" snow MAX along the southern Maine coast. We woke up Friday morning to more than a foot of wet, heavy snow. Our power went out at 10:30 pm Thursday night and didn’t come back on until 11 am today! 36 1/2 hours without power. And it got down to 9 degrees last night. If it had just been our family, we wouldn’t have worried, but we have a cockatiel who needs to kept warm. Our generator stopped working last night! Thank goodness for my DH - he was able to get our wood boiler going, and even though the circ pumps don’t work without power, the system still dumps heat into two heating registers on our first floor. Whew! It was very stressful, though. I am thankful that our SIX visitors from Texas had all left shortly before the storm hit!
So you didn’t see her - well, it was broad daylight, she was in the crosswalk, she had a walk signal - stupid, but too many drivers are. Then you hit her - and then you ran over her - with both sets of tires, like you couldn’t have stopped. Please.
Then you kept going. You only stopped a block away, when you realized you would get caught. There were too many witnesses. You are reprehensible and disgusting. An inch to the left and she’d be a quadriplegic. Still, she will be suffering from this for the rest of her life. But because by some miracle she’s not dead, you won’t have jail time. Max, some community service. And you don’t have a license! And somehow, this won’t keep you from getting one! Disgusting.
I want you to look her in the eye, you grotesque excuse for a human being.
After discussing with you your constant dismissal of texts and phone calls you don’t feel like answering, I thought you understood that sometimes , it is important to answer.
I might just tell you something via text that should absolutely not be communicated this way just to prove this point.
I have cancer