<p>jmmom–all you need is the cocktail. You’ll be smelling the Clorox for hours. Maybe days.</p>
<p>Oh so you mean the long showers keep on going past HS? :D</p>
<p>Yep Alu-- I’ll remember that!</p>
<p>Great story SBMom!! I’m wondering what your son will say when his boss says “Do this!” </p>
<p>Returning to a time many years ago, eldest son, age 3, after very first pre-school class (1-1/2 hour, church sponsored, story-snack-outside games)…</p>
<p>Fencersmother: Honey! How did you like school today (huge beaming smile with tears… I’m so {disgustingly} proud of him!)?
Fencersboy: I’m NEVER going back.
Fencersmother: WHAT? WHY? WHAT HAPPENED? Was someone mean to you? Are you sick? Did you get hurt? (dumbstruck - except for excessive questioning)
Fencersboy: Well, you said when I went to school, I would learn to read. I was in school all morning and I still can’t read one word.</p>
<p>Fencersboy did go back to school and completed his pre-school career (as teacher’s pet, I might add {more disgust here}) with flying colors.</p>
<p>fencersmom–that’s priceless!</p>
<p>SB–my DH takes incredibly long showers. And I take very efficient short ones. So who has dry skin in the winter? Not the one who takes long hot showers…it’s not fair!</p>
<p>45 minute showers!!! I don’t have the attention span for that (or the hot water, for that matter, since I think we’ve lost an element in the tank…)</p>
<p>The crystal ball says that the wine closet will get smaller if I need a new water heater…What next?</p>
<p>At the fencers home, fencersfather has made a rule because he hates paying for gas (to heat the water) and for the water itself. So, he installed this super-low-flow showerhead and a TIMER - 4 minutes. Only fencersmother and fencersdaughter are exempt from the timer. Mostly because I refuse to be subject to arbitrary rules instituted by someone who washes a red sweatshirt with white bras.</p>
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<p>A timer? A timer? </p>
<p>I shudder to think what would happen if we applied that to our teenage boys. But I vowed not to go there.</p>
<p>Fencersmom, we support you.</p>
<p>BTW, bulletpima, welcome. But I have to ask, what on earth does your screen name come from?</p>
<p>An overflowing toilet is not only a chance to use the plumber’s helper. </p>
<p>It’s nature’s way of telling you to wash the bathroom. Including the floor and all the towels that were hanging up before DS tried to stem the tide.</p>
<p>Oh, and to wash the bathroom directly below it as well.</p>
<p>@#%&%#</p>
<p>My D’s best friend had a household catastrophe yesterday! Their upstairs toilet fell through the floor onto their foyer floor, through the floor, and into their basement laundry room. OUCH! Insurance, plumbers, carpenters, electricians… the whole lot due in this morning. Turns out that their toddler had been putting his socks/toys/etc. into the toilet and kept flushing (14 yo brother was babysitting). Apparently, the wood was already rotted and this was the proverbial straw which broke the camel’s back.</p>
<p>hahahaha I thougt that only happened to the Three Stooges!</p>
<p>Catastrophic Mother just sent me an email: estimated cost to repair plumbing, floor joists, etc., plus purchase new washer and dryer, and replace flooring in foyer, etc.: over $30,000!!! wow.</p>
<p>Wow! That is unbelievable! I now realize my own “catastrophe” this morning was minor in comparison! I knocked over a tall and large ceramic mug half full of coffee while reaching for a newspaper at the kitchen table. It fell, spilled, and broke, creating a huge mess all over my freshly painted (after years of nagging my husband 
) kitchen wall, tile floor, and wooden kitchen chairs. It took me over half an hour and a whole roll of paper towels to clean up and I was sooooo… agrravated! But that is absolutely NOTHING compared to what your friend has to deal with :eek:</p>
<p>At least we moms of high school and college kids don’t have to worry about our kids flushing their possessions down the toilet!!</p>
<p>Unless of course they are trying to get rid of illegal substances quickly.</p>
<p>LOL! I actually thought of that possibility after I posted. Hopefully, in that case, they will at least do it in a manner that does not clog the toilet!!</p>
<p>Fencermom, that is so funny! By the time mine were finally toilet trained, I didn’t care what they did to the toilet. I know a pair of contacts and a ring were flushed.</p>
<p>When I bought my house there had been a flood of some kind by a previous owner. The day after closing, I received a notice from my insurance company, Farmers, saying the coverage was canceled after they had reviewed their records and discovered the flood. It turned out the previous insurance agent had filed the return incorrectly, and eventually my insurance was reinstated, but it taught me a lot of lessons about insurance companies. Good luck to them!</p>
<p>Gah! Pulling my peeps up from Page 2! :D</p>
<p>I shouldn’t have checked my kids’ MySpace pages, so if you haven’t yet, don’t do it. It’s kind of like glancing at the inside cover of their high school year books or walking into their student apartments. You’re gonna see stuff that you don’t want to see, and you’ll probably be grossed out. 
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<p>It’s a great way to freak out your parents, if that’s what you’re into, but I think it’s more fun if you’re a 20-Something. It just doesn’t have the same impact when you’re Fifty, and your mom and dad are say, in their seventies or eighties. I mean, I could make up a bunch of crap that would shock my parents. Actually, now that I think about it, I couldn’t. Seventy-year olds don’t shock very easily. They’ve seen it all, and they stopped giving a rat’s ass a long time ago. </p>
<p>My mom recently told me that the NRA sells Christmas cards and uses the profits to buy food for deer so that they don’t starve during the winter. See, the NRA cares about wildlife. So, to shock her, all I’d have to say is that I’m going to vote for Hillary. :eek: </p>
<p>My dad is another story and a much tougher nut. To get a rise out of him, I could say that I paid $3.35 per gallon for gas when I could have driven a mile from my house and paid 10 cents less. That might get him going, but I doubt it. If I’m dumb enough to give into the money-grubbing, price-fixing gas stations in my town, it’s no skin off of his nose.</p>
<p>I could say that I’m a criminal. A hooker, maybe…a pusher, the leader of a gang, married to the mob. However, my parents are both from Las Vegas, and none of that would shock them. OOo, I know…a phone solicitor who sells vacation packages. Phone solicitors are universally reviled. Not pervy or gross enough? Okay, I’m wearing nothing but Depends. :rolleyes:</p>
<p>I have an idea, slugg: you could tell them you are collecting small domestic animals for scientific experiments. THAT would keel them right over! :)</p>
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<p>Thought we should join a while back. Everyone here seems so much more fun, friendly, and laid back than the political threads we normally review. Everyone’s got to laugh every day, or it’s just not a day worth living. (and fencersmom, we laughed about your D’s friend’s toilet situation, but its was only in the situation’s amazing resemblence to a stooges movie mentioned before. $30K, ouch! I Shoulda been a plumber!)</p>
<p>As to the name? I’m Bullet, DW is Pima. She started coming to CC first, I watched her laugh so many times at some of these posts I decided to see what the fuss was about. I was just too lazy to start my own tag-line (and she did use both our names for her tag line, so why create another). After a while, you can tell who posted, she’ the serious one with a slight sense of humor, I’m the funny one with a little serious side. As to her name (PIMA)? It stands for Pain in my @##. I’ll tell you THAT story some other day, but you better pour me a Jack and Coke first…</p>
<p>Fencersmom,
Now we know where that toddler’s college fund went…try explaining THAT one to the FA office! Hope the insurance co. doesn’t give her too hard a time. What a royal mess.</p>