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Post by LeeHollins on Sept 29, 2003 14:21:49 GMT -5
I'm sitting here at work with no assignment, so, what the hell, I'll add to the forum here. This week-end was pretty uneventful, but yesterday afternoon I lost all patience with the kids. Usually, I try to focus on being a Cosby (understanding, pateint) mixed with John Amos (strict disciplinarian) type father (for those of you unfamiliar with John Amos, you simply must give Good Times a chance. I know it may be something unfamiliar, and something you can't relate to on all fours, but its a great comedy, at least for the first 2 years). I also try to be a good husband, and give Vicky some time off from dealing with the Rugrats over the week-end. But yesterday, after having woken up with Anya at 4 a.m., I begin to lose my patience with both Anya and Xavier by afternoon. I was watching the football games, which usually relax me, but it didn't help. But early evening, I had to ask Vicky to take them and keep them away from me. Now, don't get me wrong, I didn't fly into a rage and beat the crap out of them, but I yelled alot (and poor Anya doesn't get it, and is whining about stuff beyond her control- excpet the I Want Daddy to Carry Me Around crying). Anyway, I feel so bad that I got like that, which I usually don't. And poor Victoria had to deal with both all night. I just called home and she's exhausted and barely speaking (not out of anger, but out of exhaustion). Not sure what pushed me to that point, but it's not a side of me I like. Okay, I have no children of my own so take what I'm about to say for what it's worth - almost nothing. Don't beat yourself up. You so adore your kids - it comes through whenever you talk about them - so believe me, they know it too. My dad is kinda of a gruff man - he's just not very openly emotional. He's the sweetest man in the world but you have to get to know him. Anyway, he can sometimes be on edge when you talk to - but I know that he absolutely adores me. (not to sound like I'm just the greatest thing to happen to him but you know what I mean) He has his "off" days just like anyone else. John, you were just having an "off" day - it happens. I don't have any children but I used to babysit a lot when I was younger so I can just imagine how frustrating it can be at times with young children. That just goes along with being a parent - along with the joy and love comes a little frustration. It's natural. (again, I don't have kids so I could be full of it.) It's so obvious to me and the rest of the board that you absolutely adore your children. If WE know it, THEY know it. Kids can pick up on things. Sure, Xavier and Anya may not understand it now but they know you love them.
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Post by Karen on Sept 29, 2003 14:39:52 GMT -5
I just read everyone else's posts: Hugs all around!!!!! {{{ }}} Is this how you do a cyber-hug? It's meant to be one. Back to the real world now... Back at you, Anne, and all the {{{{S'cubies}}}} Boy, I think we are all bonding a little more before Angel starts.
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Post by missbuffy on Sept 29, 2003 15:01:02 GMT -5
Another one from the email. Just too many good ones not to share. ;D
20 Grains of Salt
1. If you're too open-minded, your brains will fall out.
2. Don't worry about what people think of you; they don't do it very often.
3. Going to a church doesn't make you a Christian any more than standing in a garage makes you a car.
4. It isn't the jeans that make your butt look fat.
5. Artificial intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.
6. My idea of housework is to sweep the room with a glance.
7. Not one shred of evidence supports the notion that life is serious.
8. It is easier to get forgiveness than permission.
9. For every action, there is an equal and opposite government program.
10. If you look like your passport picture, you probably need the trip.
11. Bills travel through the mail at twice the speed of checks.
12. A conscience is what hurts when all your other parts feel good.
13. Eat well, stay fit, die anyway. (Just remember how lucky you were to get a free trip around the sun.)
14. Men are from earth. Women are from earth. Deal with it.
15. No man has ever been shot while doing the dishes.
16. A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.
17. Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places.
18. Opportunities always look bigger going than coming.
19. Junk is something you've kept for years and throw away three weeks before you need it.
20. There is always one more imbecile than you counted on.
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Post by LeeHollins on Sept 29, 2003 15:14:06 GMT -5
It's not about anything as cool as fossilized genitalia (but honestly, is there anything cooler than fossilized genitalia?) but I thought it was funny.
1. Now that food has replaced sex in my life, I can't even get into my own pants.
2. Marriage changes passion. Suddenly you're in bed with a relative.
3. I saw a woman wearing a sweat shirt with "Guess" on it. So I said "Implants?" She hit me.
4. I don't do drugs. I get the same effect just standing up fast.
5. Sign in a Chinese Pet Store: "Buy one dog, get one flea..."
6. I live in my own little world. But it's OK. They know me here.
7. I got a sweater for Christmas. I really wanted a screamer or a moaner.
8. If flying is so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal?
9. I don't approve of political jokes. I've seen too many of them get elected.
10. There are two sides to every divorce: Yours and Shithead's.
11. I love being married. It's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.
12. I am a nobody, and nobody is perfect; therefore, I am perfect.
13. Everyday I beat my own previous record for number of consecutive days I've stayed alive.
14. How come we choose from just two people to run for president and 50 for Miss America?
15. Isn't having a smoking section in a restaurant like having a peeing section in a swimming pool?
16. Why is it that most nudists are people you don't want to see naked?
17. Snowmen fall from Heaven unassembled.
18. Every time I walk into a singles bar I can hear Mom's wise words: "Don't pick that up, you don't know where it's been!"
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Post by Kerrie on Sept 29, 2003 15:38:39 GMT -5
They were very funny, Lee. ;D
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Post by Kerrie on Sept 29, 2003 15:52:56 GMT -5
I'm sitting here at work with no assignment, so, what the hell, I'll add to the forum here. This week-end was pretty uneventful, but yesterday afternoon I lost all patience with the kids. Usually, I try to focus on being a Cosby (understanding, pateint) mixed with John Amos (strict disciplinarian) type father (for those of you unfamiliar with John Amos, you simply must give Good Times a chance. I know it may be something unfamiliar, and something you can't relate to on all fours, but its a great comedy, at least for the first 2 years). I also try to be a good husband, and give Vicky some time off from dealing with the Rugrats over the week-end. But yesterday, after having woken up with Anya at 4 a.m., I begin to lose my patience with both Anya and Xavier by afternoon. I was watching the football games, which usually relax me, but it didn't help. But early evening, I had to ask Vicky to take them and keep them away from me. Now, don't get me wrong, I didn't fly into a rage and beat the crap out of them, but I yelled alot (and poor Anya doesn't get it, and is whining about stuff beyond her control- excpet the I Want Daddy to Carry Me Around crying). Anyway, I feel so bad that I got like that, which I usually don't. And poor Victoria had to deal with both all night. I just called home and she's exhausted and barely speaking (not out of anger, but out of exhaustion). Not sure what pushed me to that point, but it's not a side of me I like. I wish I could say something helpful or even comforting. Been there many times. Worse still sometimes stayed there for days. I think it is the lack of sleep that makes me snap. Trying to do things in the house that I enjoy does not help because they are still there wrecking it for me. Going for a walk by myself is usually more effective if I can catch the anger building early enough. My husband is the same and we watch out for each other and tag-team (i.e. the coping one takes the kids out for a while) when it looks like one of us is not coping. As a tip when you get like that, do not get into a screaming match with the kids thinking that you will win and intimidate them. I did this with Caitie. She won and I have armed her with an ear-splitting scream that would make a Gentleman's head pop! I am not joking!
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Post by Laura on Sept 29, 2003 16:09:42 GMT -5
Lest Lee get all the credit for irrelevant posting . . .
World's Oldest Man Dies in Japan at 114 Sun Sep 28,10:58 PM ET
TOKYO - Yukichi Chuganji, a retired silkworm breeder documented as the world's oldest man, died at his home in Japan at age 114, his family said Monday.
Chuganji was pronounced dead from natural causes Sunday evening, said his 65-year old nephew, Tadao Haji.
Bedridden in recent years, Chuganji had been living with his 72-year-old daughter Kyoko in the city of Ogori, about 550 miles southwest of Tokyo.
He had just finished drinking some apple juice when his family noticed he wasn't looking well, Haji said.
"As always, he had been thanking everyone for taking such good care of him and for cooking his meals," Haji said of Chuganji's last day.
Chuganji was born March 23, 1889 in the farming town of Chikushino on Japan's southernmost main island of Kyushu. He worked as a silkworm breeder and adviser after graduating from technical school in the early 1900s.
He liked to eat beef and pork with his meals of rice and miso soup. He would drink milk everyday but didn't consume alcohol.
Kyushu is also home to the world's oldest person, a 116-year-old woman named Kamato Hongo.
There are an estimated 15,000 Japanese over the age of 100, and women make up about 80 percent of the total.
Japan has the world's longest life expectancy. Researchers say the country's traditional fish-based, lowfat diet may be the secret to the country's longevity.
Gotta wonder what was in that apple juice . . . .
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Sept 29, 2003 17:22:21 GMT -5
I wish I could say something helpful or even comforting. Been there many times. Worse still sometimes stayed there for days. I think it is the lack of sleep that makes me snap. Trying to do things in the house that I enjoy does not help because they are still there wrecking it for me. Going for a walk by myself is usually more effective if I can catch the anger building early enough. My husband is the same and we watch out for each other and tag-team (i.e. the coping one takes the kids out for a while) when it looks like one of us is not coping. As a tip when you get like that, do not get into a screaming match with the kids thinking that you will win and intimidate them. I did this with Caitie. She won and I have armed her with an ear-splitting scream that would make a Gentleman's head pop! I am not joking! Yes, it's hard to argue with non-verbal toddlers, isn't it?
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Post by Becky H on Sept 30, 2003 5:04:51 GMT -5
I wish I could say something helpful or even comforting. Been there many times. Worse still sometimes stayed there for days. I think it is the lack of sleep that makes me snap. Trying to do things in the house that I enjoy does not help because they are still there wrecking it for me. Going for a walk by myself is usually more effective if I can catch the anger building early enough. My husband is the same and we watch out for each other and tag-team (i.e. the coping one takes the kids out for a while) when it looks like one of us is not coping. It's the tag-team that works for us. So far, we've yet to have a day when all three of us have meltdowns at the same time. When Tony and I are fried, we've been blessed with a cheerful and cooperative Halley. And usually Tony and I can tell each other when our heads are going to explode if we don't get out for awhile. But I remember the exhaustion of the early days of childhood with no nostalgia. I don't know how you and Vicky cope with that plus her illness on top of it. Neither you nor she, John, should add unnecessary guilt to your load. Besides, do you want your kids thinking they have to be perfect all of the time to be loved? How are they going to learn to pick themselves up after a bad day or apologize to the people whose feelings they've hurt unless we teach them how to do it? Superwoman doesn't live in my house but I like to think a pretty decent human does.
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Post by missbuffy on Sept 30, 2003 10:19:05 GMT -5
It's the tag-team that works for us. So far, we've yet to have a day when all three of us have meltdowns at the same time. When Tony and I are fried, we've been blessed with a cheerful and cooperative Halley. And usually Tony and I can tell each other when our heads are going to explode if we don't get out for awhile. But I remember the exhaustion of the early days of childhood with no nostalgia. I don't know how you and Vicky cope with that plus her illness on top of it. Neither you nor she, John, should add unnecessary guilt to your load. Besides, do you want your kids thinking they have to be perfect all of the time to be loved? How are they going to learn to pick themselves up after a bad day or apologize to the people whose feelings they've hurt unless we teach them how to do it? Superwoman doesn't live in my house but I like to think a pretty decent human does. Well said Becky! I don't have any kids, but I was thinking about being a kid when I read John's post, and I can remember when my parents were mad at me for something I had done wrong, but I really can't remember any of the times they blew up unecessarily - although I do know that it happened. Not to worry John, if it's not a daily occurence, they get that sometimes grown ups have a bad day.
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Post by John G on Sept 30, 2003 16:56:18 GMT -5
Thanks to everyone. It's nice to have a place to unload. Actually, last night, I went home and pretty much crashed. But this morning, before coming to work, I fed Anya and played with her, and I feel better today, so I'm going to give my wife a break. She's been great. Also, yeah for us! If my wife stays out of the hospital until at least Oct. 3, this will be the first time in over 2 years that she's only been in the hospital for 1 week in the course of a month! Hopefully a sign of better things to come. But I owe her a night on the town (although this week-end, we have to go to a wedding for a friend of hers). Again, much thanks!
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Post by John G on Sept 30, 2003 16:58:24 GMT -5
BTW. I used to watch Good Times everyday after school (reruns of course). I always loved it karalee, Then you can appreciate this. Not sure if you remember the painting they'd show at the end, a scene of people dancing in a club. It's called Sugar Shack, and I've just ordered a print autographed by the artist! I'm so excited. I was thinking about hanging it in my office, but it may not be deemed "professional" so I'll probably hang it at home.
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Sept 30, 2003 17:10:52 GMT -5
A small thing, but I'm pleased with myself, and there's no one else to brag to.
My car has a small trash receptacle under the dashboard. It drops open when the pushbutton latch is pressed.
So, anyway, I was driving over to pick Kitty up at school this afternoon, when the trash bin fell open. It wouldn't stay shut. So there I was parked outside the school, pushing the flippersmacking thing shut, watching it pop open... That was when I discovered it's removable, so I removed it.
When we got home, I got my Phillips screwdriver from my own personal tooldrawer, took the thing apart, popped the latch into place, put it back together and Hey Presto! it's working again. I was even able to put it back in place in the car.
So, until the next household disaster, I'm feeling empowered. Tool Woman! I have tools and I'm not afraid to use them!
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Post by LeeHollins on Sept 30, 2003 17:17:18 GMT -5
A small thing, but I'm pleased with myself, and there's no one else to brag to. My car has a small trash receptacle under the dashboard. It drops open when the pushbutton latch is pressed. So, anyway, I was driving over to pick Kitty up at school this afternoon, when the trash bin fell open. It wouldn't stay shut. So there I was parked outside the school, pushing the flippersmacking thing shut, watching it pop open... That was when I discovered it's removable, so I removed it. When we got home, I got my Phillips screwdriver from my own personal tooldrawer, took the thing apart, popped the latch into place, put it back together and Hey Presto! it's working again. I was even able to put it back in place in the car. So, until the next household disaster, I'm feeling empowered. Tool Woman! I have tools and I'm not afraid to use them! I bow down before you, Tool Woman. I suck at things like that so I'm WAY impressed. Good job!
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Post by John G on Sept 30, 2003 18:31:16 GMT -5
Has anyone else totally incorporated this into their "curse word" vocabulary. I'm using it all the time now. My wife used to give me strange looks, but she did it yesterday without even realizing it. S'Cubie life truly is its own culture!
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