<p>Thanks Sybbie! Both for your words and for the :)</p>
<p>Our D is a college freshman, and it has been great to have her around. She has done a good job of balancing family, local boyfriend and friends from high school.</p>
<p>That said, as I sit in the kitchen looking at the dirty dishes she left out, the ironing board she didn’t put away and the dirty laundry she left on the floor, I am mentally counting down the days.</p>
<p>Helps to know she is happy and challenged at school…</p>
<p>^ “That said, as I sit in the kitchen looking at the dirty dishes she left out, the ironing board she didn’t put away and the dirty laundry she left on the floor, I am mentally counting down the days.”</p>
<p>Yup. That’s what’s getting me down. He’s starting to treat this place like a hotel and I DON’T LIKE IT. He actually put his dirty dishes in the CLEAN dishwasher yesterday (and the dishes were still hot!). I mean, come on! Well, anyway, he did a good job on the dishes tonight (under threat of eviction).</p>
<p>I love him and like having him home, and he is sweet. I just wish he would get with the program.</p>
<p>All 3 kids home, happy, hanging out: priceless…</p>
<p>My favorite quotations from Xmas:</p>
<h1>1 TSFS (my DS, 15) to his brother, 9: "Lemme give you a little hint: when Mom says “Maybe” she means “No.”</h1>
<h1>2 All of us in the car listening to ‘Death Cab for Cutie’ album “Plans.” DS 15 comments that the album has a good cohesive theme.</h1>
<p>DS 9 says, “Yeah. Girls die.” </p>
<p>:)</p>
<p>^^^I read this to my S this morning. He, of course, was mute. I thought it was hysterical…</p>
<p>:)
:rolleyes:
don’t mind me…just exercising :D</p>
<p>An entry in TSFS category.</p>
<p>S1, now 20, spotted wearing a Tshirt that says:</p>
<p>You Can fake IT But I Can Fake an Entire Relationship</p>
<p>S2 sees me pulling it out of the dryer and asks if I am going to give my older S a scolding. Brothers. Always on the lookout for one another. So I think…hmmmm…will do. On the way to the beach (finally sunny!) I ask S1 about the tshirt.</p>
<p>“What are you talking about? I don’t own a shirt like that and I have certainly never worn a shirt like that! That must belong to S2–he’s the sexist in the family.”</p>
<p>Hmmmm…</p>
<p>Get home. Check the label–AF–which is unavailable here. Show the shirt and label to S1. It must be his. He laughs. </p>
<p>“I have never seen that shirt in my life! Did I really wear that? Haha. I have no idea where it came from. That is so crazy. Maybe Phil left it in my stuff when he visited. You can throw it away.”</p>
<p>Yesterday S2 did a chore for me all by himself, without being asked. He really is growing up after only a semester away from home!</p>
<p>:confused: but :)</p>
<p>How two children can be sooooo different:</p>
<p>D1 after hearing D2 delayed coming home to be sure her room was clean and all of her laundry done (…and folded and ironed, I might add): “I don’t get it. I just pack two bags, on with stuff to wear and one with stuff for the wash. Then I head home!” :eek:</p>
<p>But was great having them both home…even if the price was a day in the laundry room!</p>
<p>It’s been a while since I’ve stopped in, so I’ll buy a round and tell you guys about my night yesterday. I was on a non stop flight that actually had to make a stop. My first emergency landing! It started with unbelievable turbulence like I’ve never experienced before. Probably equivalent to the roller coasters I watched my kids ride at Universal Studios Orlando last week. The pilot then came on and said the turbulence was unavoidable, all passengers and flight attendants should fasten their seat belts. The plane then took a pretty extreme dive. There was some whooping & screaming from some of the passengers. The turbulence subsided and all seemed OK for the moment. The pilot then came on and said one of the doors became unlatched so we’ll have to make an emergency landing at the nearest airport. He had to get to a lower altitude quickly so the door wouldn’t release further. We should expect to be on the ground in about 25 minutes. 15 minutes later he returned to say he couldn’t get cleared for landing because the plane was too heavy. He would need to burn off some fuel by circling and lowering the landing gear to create more drag. So it was another hour in the air, then we touched down safely at Dallas . Unfortunately, the flight was scheduled for Phoenix! As soon as they were allowed, every cell phone on the flight came out and Rashomon like retelling of the story ensued. I was thinking if the plane crashed, news coverage would have been all about the guy sitting next to me, a major league baseball pitcher who just completed a successful rookie year. However, the better story (for me) ends with maintenance men coming on the plane to repair the door, the plane taking off again and getting to my hotel room in Phoenix at 2AM to try to get some rest for a meeting this morning. I didn’t even mind that a new cab driver in Phoenix managed to get lost on the way to the hotel and kept the meter running anyway.</p>
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<p>OMG, audio, I am SHAKING here!!! First of all, thank G-D that you are O.K…</p>
<p>I cannot IMAGINE how you must have felt during that time. Honestly, everyone’s worst nightmare! Really, the stuff of a horror movie…<em>sigh</em></p>
<p>I’m so relieved that you made it to your destination, if late and a bit traumatized. I hope the rest of your trip goes MUCH more smoothly!</p>
<p>I was gonna buy you a drink…but scratch that…I’m passin’ you the whole bottle! :eek:</p>
<p>(just save a little for me!)</p>
<p>Glad you’re safe now!</p>
<p>~berurah</p>
<p>Glad you’re still with us, audio.</p>
<p>It’s amazing how crisis clarifies priorities in life. 
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<p>Happy New Year!</p>
<p>Reading what I wrote, it sounds scarier than it actually was. When I told the story to my wife and got to the part about the MLB pitcher, she said “What’s a baseball player doing in coach?” :)</p>
<p>
Doesn’t take much to scare ME in a confined space at 30,000 feet!!! :eek: :D</p>
<p><em>lol</em> about the bball player! :)</p>
<p>Boy that’s way too exciting for me. We were on a flight a while back that did one of those dives. Luckily all that happened was the liquid in everyone’s drinks ended up a foot above the drinks. Quite an impressive sight.</p>
<p>Nothing like being in the dentist’s chair and he says, “oops.”</p>
<p>
'cept when you’re in an airplane, and the flight attendants say, “O.K., get into emergency landing position…” :eek:</p>
<p>wow. glad you arrived safely.</p>
<p>I assumed you were in business class too!</p>
<p>audiophile: Too much excitement for my taste! I’d be popping my flying-valium like crazy. The worst plane incident I recall was when we tried to land on a runway at Logan that already had a plane on it. The plane went STRAIGHT up. I felt like I was in a rocket ship! My hairdresser broke his hand on a plane in turbulence. Think of people riding with a loose kid on their lap! It is scary that the door could come loose because of turbulence…I think I’ll go get a beer just to think about it.</p>